Four of the women entered in whoring after they were sold and two weren't fit for much else now. None of the four had been at the inn a very long time...The next morning, I got up early and took the mules to the valley. I plowed a field and planted sorghum that I had gotten from George. In the middle of the morning I heard shots and took the Henry and rode toward the old house.Mary was riding down the road. "Some men are at the old house. Erin is trapped."I galloped and dismounted on the hill. So as he shot his load I gulped it down my throat. I was so ashamed to have done that in front of Mike and my face must have turned red because it felt warm and maybe it was the beer too. As usual Scott held me there for a while after he came before finally letting me go. After zipping up putting away his cock he walked back to the fridge and brought out another beer. He squatted down in front of me and after opening the bottle he pushed it to me and said a one word command, “Finish.” I. I couldn’t move, my mouth was open and I stared at my wife as she loved the oral attention. I had intended that Melissa was going to be as naughty and raunchy as she could but even I was not prepared for this. I kind of realised that this was not the first time that Melissa, or Jenny for that matter had been in this position. Maybe not with themselves but certainly with others in the past. It wasn’t long before Jenny was pumping her pussy into Melissa’s mouth with some urgency. I knelt on the. Skye stared straight ahead at thetree branch that had smashed through the windshield and pierced her chest,pinning her like a bug to the seat. Her emerald-green eyes were dull.Lifeless. A rivulet of blood had trickled from the corner of Skye's mouth,but most of it had pooled below the ragged hole in her chest.Marissa screamed."What? What is it?!" Megan leaned forward, her eyes falling on Skye, whoselifeless hands still held the steering wheel in a death grip. Her screamjoined Marissa's."No..