. , “ he murmured.“F-Fuck you!” was her response.“Did it hurt when these negroes raped you?” he asked, “Did you scream in pain or beg for...mercy?”“It doesn’t matter how many times you or these scum rape me or beat me, I’ll never break! I’m an American!”“HA!” the Sheikh sneered, “It’s hard to credit tough talk from a woman who cannot stop a man fingering her cunt!”P-TOO!Barbara’s spit hit the Arab full in the face. Instinctively he recoiled and wiped his face with his sleeve.One of his. I didn't know what to tell her, I know I did not want her to stop, I wanted her to keep making me feel good. I wanted her to keep touching me like she was doing. I said "I like that, but what about mom? She'll hear and come in" Shhhhh..." Sandy said," your mom is passed out in her room, she could not hear a bulldozer come in the front door. If you want me to stop I will, I don't want you to feel anything but pleasure, would you like that? Or do you want me to stop?" Sandy was 24 yrs old, and I. She listened to the pounding in his chest slow down. He fell asleep, with her on his chest still listening to his heart beat. She drifted off in a deep, lifeless sleep. Only to be startled awake by a terrible dream. She was woken up by something that wasn’t there. His heart beat. She couldn’t hear it anymore. She had never felt more alone, sad or desperate. Her senses slowly came back to her. She held her breath and with eyes shut tight, she pressed her ear tight against his chest and listened. As I walked up to him and handed him the DVD he told me how much fun he had making it. I told him it was a real blast for sure. Then he stepped up next to me and kissed me and at the same time ran his hands under my skirt and patted with my ass. I just smiled at him and said I was going down to the field to help Mike. When I got there mike was in the gun room filling some air tanks. I told him what Chad had done to witch he said great and he knew I was going to make a great team slut. He had.