I realized the import of what her two peers had said was just now penetrating her full consciousness."Yes," said Jenny. "Do you hate me?" Of course no...," said Cynthia. "He was not mine when you did that." But he is now?" asked Penny.Cynthia looked over at her."My words were true," she said. "I will do anything if I can live with my father." If your father can live with you," corrected Lady Penny. "You will be the wife, and Louis will be the husband, and it will be in your cottage that the. .. so who was this man? I sighed and shrugged off my thought as I got on my knees. My right hand wrapped around that cock through that cockhole. I started to stroke it. There was still nothing coming from that man's mouth. Was he gagged or something?! When someone jerks off your cock, you should be moaning, right?! It was like the universe had a general rule: when someone jerks or sucks your cock, you HAVE to moan. Then why didn't this man moan?I wanted to hear him moan. I looked down and saw. Careful not to get in trouble, she quickly lowered her head. Looking a pimp in the eyes was a sure way to get beat. He stood, grabbed her by the neck tightly, and tilted her head up, trying to force her to look at him. She returned his force with closed eyes. She knew better than to fall for his tricks. Her ass is all torn up. So Ill be back in a few days when shes healed. Franks smirk grew. Rich headed back out to his truck. She was trapped. Frank let go of her roughly, almost throwing her. It was the least she could do to repay him for risking his life to save hers. She looked out over the rail and watched the following birds letting her head roll like a stupefied female and offered her body to act as putty in his grizzled hands. Honey thought it was funny how excited it seemed to make the old man to play with a pretty girl's goodies and she wondered how old his wife was or had she already passed away. The fishing folk were a fairly close-knit crowd and seldom if ever got.