”He walked over to me, picked me up and slung me over his shoulder. I figured out what he was going to do seconds before he did it. Squealing at him...didn’t stop him. It didn’t even slow him down. I’ve got to find a better way to protect myself from Dan than squealing at him. Especially when he’s in that sort of mood.I was still squealing as Dan carried me out through my door. Naked-Bec was laughing hysterically. I stopped squealing long enough to glare at her and mentally wish she would shut up. I lifted my hips off the toilet, and grunted to the glorious sight of two pretty well endowed young bucks stroking their organs on either side of me. One finally worked up a hard on and stuck it through the hole. I immediately started sucking it, nibbling the cockhead and licking the slit. He tasted like he'd been running around all day, and the strong odor of his sweaty cock and balls overcame my senses. I reached over and started stroking the other guy, then decided to go full out. Cock still. Now, the Henry rifle has one major defect, namely, there is no forestock to protect your left hand from a hot barrel. Therefore, you normally have to let the barrel cool down after shooting a full magazine in rapid fire. This was what insured the continued popularity of the Spencer, and I would have stayed with it, were it not for the chance to have my rifle and pistols all use the same ammunition.Anyway, I got set up in a prone position, which not only steadied my aim, but made me. She caught on very quickly and straddled me on her knees, pulled her skirt up above her waist and let me push the thong to one side of her fine wet pussy. I reached to it and ran my fingers into the wetness of her inner labia, parting the dark petals surrounding it. I pushed two fingers into the canal, so wet and ready I could hardly stand it myself, she was gong crazy, and I could feel why, her orgasms had already begun in full force within her. I used my fingers to drag her willing.