.. no, no, I've never done this... don't hurt me..." Jennifer found herself sliding down off the crowded couch onto the floor with her crazed motions,...Stan beside her, never letting up with his hand. She writhed on the floor, nearly as abandoned as the others, and her nerves were shredded under his obscene torture of her young female genitals.Enjoying himself, Stan crouched down and spread the lips of her vagina and slipped his middle finger into the tight, innocent hole. He pushed deeper,. So today I went to town to get rat traps at the hardware store when I got in the truck it wouldn’t start so I got a ride home after I called my husband’s friend to fix the truck and give me a ride home . I got out at the mail box got the mail and walked to the trailer; I looked around for the boys and found them in the shed. They didn’t hear me walk up and when I looked in there were my twin boys having sex on the work out bench. I couldn’t move I just stood there and watched Gerard behind. But I thought they didn't go far enough. They were always forced to give it up and become some fucking boy toy to some closet case guy looking for dick in an environmentally friendly package. Fucking bullshit." Shit, I know I'm rambling, so lemme get to the point. I made myself what I am to get that power, the lust. I wanted women to look at me in pure envy with my clothes on, and with lust with my clothes off. Heck, I love it when they want me and my sexy ass even with my clothes on. I want. It wasn't that big ...about the size of a 12 by 12 room I guess....but it was half full of some type of beans....so we all went in this silo and sit, and laid around and had so smokes and drinks of some whiskey the old guy had brought ...the silo was pitch black inside...you couldn't see anything at all unless you lit up a smoke. But I remember it being very comfortable lying on the beans. Just like sitting a giant bean bag....and I also remember being really buzzed. The mescaline was kicking.