Now she had been ogled by three men, and had slept with two of them."Slept with." That was a fraudulent term, she thought, a euphemism. And this wasn'... the time for polite euphemisms. This was the time, for being honest with herself. She bad been screwed by two men while her husband sat on the living room floor, tied and slowly starving to death. She had--had blown one of the men. And the other would, no doubt, get around to ordering that particular service. She would provide it when that time. Bit by bit I began to lose consciousness. I saw flashes oflight, and then only darkness.I awoke on the floor, lying face down with my hands tiedsomehow behind my back. It felt like a pair of pantyhose orsomething similar was tied tightly around my crossed wrists.I struggled with it, but I couldn’t free my hands.I guess Tanya heard me wake up, because suddenly her feetappeared in front of my face. Craning my neck back, I lookedup at her standing over me naked with her hands on her. I started to fuck her with my tongue to which she was crying like anything. I was inserting my tongue deep her vaginal hole. She came again with lot of her love juice this time she was satisfied and she looked at me and asked me to fuck her.I asked her to lie down and in missionary style I started inserting my cock. She was not able to bear the pain and she was begging me not to insert more. By the time my dick was half way inside she was screaming like anything. I held her both arms and with a. "Hey." Oh. Hey, you." It was Monday afternoon and I was hiding out in the hayloft as usual. The county fair was over and school would start in a week. Betts had only placed second in the horse show so she was being really bitchy. I'd won the barrel race on Gypsy so that just made it worse. I'd actually thought about masturbating, but I was glad now that I hadn't. I hadn't seen Joanne all summer and here she was in the hayloft with me. "Where have you been all summer?" I went to a modeling.