I was lost in passion and I just closed my eyes and thrust my pelvis into his. I was still very close to cumming, when he started to slow down and he ...hispered some things in my ear that I didn’t quite hear as he finally stopped. He kissed me and smiled as he pulled his cock out. God I felt so empty as I felt his cum seeping out of my pussy. He got up and pulled his pants up. I was still lying in the straw. I sat up a little and closed my legs and covered my breasts with my hands. As I opened. ” the brunette hissed.The blonde balled her fists and swung hard at the brunette’s face, raining blows so hard and so fast she pushed the brunette away. The brunette rolled on the sand and got up hurriedly reaching her feet a second or so after the blonde who moved in quick lashing with her fists at the brunette’s face again. “I am going to beat you back yet you fat bitch” she sneered as the brunette staggered back from her upper cut. The brunette tasted her own blood dribbling from her. And they did. And when the candles were lit, Lana knelt next to me and rested her hand on my brow."Are you ready?" Yes."She began a slow chant, and her mind touched my mind. Relaxing, surrendering, I let it in. Drifting. Pleasant tingles. It was much like a climax, but softer, lingering more. She was so beautiful. Then something changed. The room disappeared. I floated in a cloudy haze and relived my horrible time with Mr. Woodhouse, but it was like seeing another girl, a girl who was loved and. I got around eight gallons of hooch from 30 gallons of mash. Six came from the still and two or more from proofing it with bottled water.Once I got the mash to start working on Monday morning, I planned to drive into town and do laundry. It was barely dark on Sunday night, so I went ahead and mixed the mash. It wasn't hard and mixing it gave me an eight hour head start on cooking.After I had the mash mixed I put away my tools and went back to the box house to check the Internet for new toys. I.