"Dad wake up!"Jeff began to stir. "What? What is it son?" Dad I think I heard something downstairs. Someone may be in the house."At this Jeff woke up ...mmediately. "Okay don't panic. Hand me my robe, son."As Kyle turned to get the robe a bright light shown in his eyes causing him to back up hitting the bed and falling backwards onto it. "Nobody's going anywhere. Unless I say so!" snarled a strange voice. The intruder was dressed in black from head to toe and carrying a sack and a flashlight."All. ‘Okay, kid, I think that’s enough of that,’ she said sardonically as she took my hand by the wrist. My complaint died when she licked my fingers clean one at a time, and I struggled to stay focused. ‘Oh sure, it’s all my fault.’ My protests were weak, though, and we laughed together while enjoying the rest of the drive in relative chastity. The summer night was beautiful, and I revelled in it. This time we’d arrived with plenty of time to spare and only had to wait in line for a few minutes. A woman can’t search for it either. For her happiness either just came or didn’t no matter where she went. Such was the female poet’s dilemma. While she pushed herself to greater heights, there was always something weighing her down, dragging her below the earth no matter how hard she tried. It seemed to her like an odd paradox—the more intense the search, the farther happiness moved away. It had been this way ever since the incident in front of her home. It took suffering to realize these. My legs were spread open and a man was fucking me. Big surprise. I turned my head to see there were only a few guys left. A few? I counted 12 from my viewpoint but the crowd was not nearly as large as before. The man fucking me pulled back and then someone flipped me onto my stomach.“I want that ass again.” I heard behind me and another cock jammed into my butt.He fucked me for a while, slamming hard into me each time. He pulled out and then another stepped in. I was able to count five.