Chapter 7 - And after..."Stand up!" Ngoro demanded, all pretence at civility now stripped away. "Put your hands on the table."She stood up, her dress ...igh on her thighs, held there by her tormentors, and leaned forward as instructed. She knew she should be protesting, but there was clearly no point, and the fact that she was becoming sexually stimulated was not helping."She's a willing little slut, chuckled Chakka, "but she needs to learn a thing or two before she can free her husband. Beats me. I jumped into the hole and started shoveling. When I got one bucket filled up I would lift it up to where she was waiting, by this time the hole was about 2 feet deep so my eyes were on the same level as her crotch. Remember this was the early 70’s and in a rural town, so no short shorts or daisy dukes, but she was wearing a plain orange terry cloth shorts and a yellow t shirt, but from my level looking directly at her I could see that the seam of the shorts were indented into her pussy (now. Dann löst sich unser Kuss und ich muss schauen was C. macht, ihr Hände wandern weiter über meinen Körper sie grinst mich an und schaut mir mit ihren liebevollen blauen Augen an und lässt eine Hand über meinen Bauch, den Bund meiner Shorts direkt auf die beule in dieser gleiten, ich kann nicht anders und stöhne auf, schon viel zu lange her das jemand anderes mich dort berührt hat. Sie massiert die beule mit ihrer Hand zärtlich durch die Shorts, beugt sich zu J und die beiden Küssen sich. I did tell him that all I ask is he lets me up for air and I will smack his ass when I need air.I took his cock back into my mouth and started to suck on him. He told me to hold on and I took in a huge breath of air and he seen when I had my breath and he pushed. Damn, did he push! It felt like he was ripping my throat, but I felt it going deeper and deeper and I was kicking my legs on the bed. I looked and he still had a couple of inches to go and he asked if I was still alright. I waved.