"Oh yes Hannah, fuck it, fuck it, fuck me harder"Hannah spanked her sister twice on the butt hard."Owwwwwwwwwww." Be quiet Samantha we don't want Rich...to hear us do you. Is that what you want?" No, no," Samantha whispered as tears began to prick her eyes from her tight ass being stuffed with her sister's fingers.Hannah removed her fingers and used her hands to hold her sister's ass open and as she slid her tongue in her tight hole. Then she softly blew in her sister's. The boys were ogling like anything. They could not control. One of them shouted, “Pranali, turn back.”And I just did, with my arms stretched out and my waist exposed. The boys were shocked. Realizing this I quickly put my hands down. “No, keep them as they were,’ the same guy said. What? “No!” I said as if I had still had any say. The guy coolly came up to me, held both my wrists in his one hand and raised my arms above my head.Not just raised, he made me stretch them upwards. My t-shirt had. Lana was with him and said, "Sam, do you want to stand out here until it is time to go home or are you going in the kitchen and help Corene?"Sam looked bewildered, then scared, "I'll go and help Corene. Just get me inside."Sam went into the kitchen and helped Corene. When the supper was ready the two served their wives. The women chatted about all sorts of things through the meal.When they were done Susan said, "That was a very good meal. You did very well, Corene. Sam, do you think you are. Nothing more than collateral damage in a power struggle between two men that started years ago.Having the answers gave me no relief. In fact I was certain that I would become a target if Sandman figured out that I knew everything. There is no doubt given this report that he would kill me if he got wind of my knowledge.The report detailed everything from his childhood right up to his police career. As a child Greg Sands was exposed to a high level of violence. I didn't know but his mom was.