His two fingers moved in and out. I felt John’s thumb press against my clit and I cried out. His other hand ran along my neck and into my hair as h... bit me again. With my skin between his teeth, he chuckled, causing me to shiver. “You might not want to be too loud. Someone might hear you.” I instantly shut my mouth and looked at the door. To my horror, it wasn’t locked. “John, the door isn’t…” I felt the head of his cock slide into me, cutting off what I was going to say. “Oh, God,” I. " She eyed Bart as she said this."Maybe I made things too easy," Bart chuckled.Out in the main room, Gary was wandering around sipping coffee from a good-sized mug. He gravitated to the trio and asked, "So how was it?"Bridgette shook her head. Shannon mused, "I think I'm horrified."Gary shot Bart a warning glance, but waved genially at the coffee pot. "Before you get too excited, let's talk about it. Obviously, you two aren't the usual latecummers..."Bart pushed the girls gently toward the. It was difficult to hearor tell what was going on. The young girl stood stoically as the process continued.It appeared that in some way she had accepted her fate. Suddenly the man stoppedtalking and the girl was led away from him into the crowd. Claire was surprisedto see that she was led to an Asian woman who looked to be perhaps 35. Thisshocked Claire. It was one thing for men to stoop to such levels, but how coulda woman partake in something so horrific. Didn't these people have morals?This. The villages didn’t offer too much in the prospect of girls. The barmaid at the lunchtime pub that day, was OK from the waist up, but she had what might be called elephantine legs. Huge pointed tits with seemingly spectacular nipples, bright sunny disposition and nicely done up, but I just couldn’t see myself getting between those ballock crushing trunks.I sauntered back to the farm, round many attractive tracks in the forest and suddenly came across the deer. One stag and six does. Again I saw.