She tasted so sweet, his fingers started going up her thigh, so soft and tender, his fingers reached her pussy rubbing slowly, so tight, and wet.“Do...it.”She put her lips to his throat gently kissing it before letting her tongue slip out to lick him. She stopped, hearing a feral animalistic sounding growl. She twisted around in fear looking at the cell door. A throaty clicking came along with the sound of a snap like from a bone. She looked up quickly hearing the noises again. She gasped. I slowly open the door to see what is going on. I got the shock of my life. There were two big black guys fucking my two daughters, while my naked wife watched them. I watched for a few minutes and then I slinked back down the hallway to the stairs and down the stairs to my office.I went through my drawers till I found my pistol. I went charging back up the stairs to end this torture to my two baby girls.I crashed through the bedroom door and I pointed the gun at the two black bastards.'Get the. When the lowlifes try to pick you up. Why do they try?" Mandy asked in an annoyed tone.Paul looked over at Mandy at the other cash register. "Maybe they get turned on by the uniform."Mandy flashed one of her broad smiles. She was one of the bright spots of Paul's day so far. Mandy was shorter than Paul, barely reaching five feet in height. She had a mop of brown hair in a pageboy cut and a slim athletic looking body. Her breasts were small, but seemed the perfect size to Paul. Anything bigger. “Catch anything?” he asked in a friendly fashion.“No!” Ed told him. “It just wasn’t my day today. It took a while to find a place that I liked, and then I didn’t do more than disturb the water every time that I cast. Maybe tomorrow will be different,” he finished philosophically.“Do you have a Georgia fishing license?” the Ranger asked officially, noting our North Carolina license plate.“Yes,” Ed told him and pulled out his Georgia fishing license. The Ranger looked at it and noted that the.