Imagine her on her hands and knees, naked, and when I asked her to kiss my feet and lay her head down there, she didn’t hesitate even for a second: ... knew I owned her.She was a bit reluctant about staying the night. But upon my insistence she told her mother that she was going to spend the night with Betsy. And came to me instead. She pretended to be Mahi for me. Wore her clothes. And serviced her father the way no daughter should.We both slept in Mahi’s bed and she told me the details about. She could taste the blood in her mouth and she tried to struggle, but it was useless. As she was held down, the men were on her. Hands pulling and slapping her tits while others probed her cunt and ass. She felt two, three fingers shoved into her cunt. Fingers were pulling her pubic hair from her cunt and she felt another finger probing her ass. Abigail bucked her hips up and down and tried to escape the intrusions into her ass and cunt. A big man sat down on her stomach effectively pinning her. After a few, he had me pretty rock hard, and the veins started popping up real full like. My mushroom head was already flared out, and I was delivering a skull fucking with my swelled up 9” jock cock like Im sure he had never had. The other two had taken seats now, back on the bench, just watching in amazement, and as per jail protocol, minding their own business. Finally I pull out of his mouth, and with my right foot, kick him down to the floor. “Get ur ass over there, and get ur face in. It wasn't going to be easy: Peter lived in what had been the old bunkhouse in my Granddad's time. It was close to the barn, so he had to be kept out of the way somehow or he might come in at the wrong time. I could see problems with that scenario for both of them, should he catch Bob and me....What was that phrase?....In flagrante. The benefits of a college education! I smiled to myself and to the sound of horses calling to each other outside, I fell into a deep sleep.A few days later Bob.