I just stood there -- helpless -- my hand on my tennis shorts, rubbing myself and looking on as the four men played with my wife's body.One man bent d...wn, untied Diana's shoes and took them off. He gazed at her pussy and began to lick and tongue her, through her panties. At the same time, another one of them bent down behind Diana and began to fondle her ass-cheeks, parting her panties and letting his fingers trace up and down her ass-crack."Come on," urged one of the other men," Get her. I began to feel resistance as I pushed, and I was glad that it was someone who loved her who was about to cause pain to my daughter. It seemed to me that her hymen was much more resistant than Martha’s had been, and I wondered how much pressure was I going to have to apply. I feared that the more pressure that I used, the more pain that I would cause when the hymen finally broke.Well, there was nothing for it: I had to keep pushing until I broke through, no matter how much pain that would. There was one that spoke of their entry into the public school system, using only "the Nettleton children" as identifying data, and another one later that heralded Robert Nettleton's graduation from school and his impending assignment as a missionary in "blackest Africa".By the time they were finished going through the main documents it was clear that, what had riveted the townspeople in the beginning, took on less and less significance as time went on. The last newspaper article they could. The swelling has really started to go down and it looked almost normal. I splashed my face and lowered my torso into the warm but cool water. I haven’t been able to properly wash myself since being on the Moricana. I pulled my shirt off and started walking back to the shelter. I was about three feet away from the entrance when I heard it.Low moaning was coming from inside. I felt my heart drop and knew what Josh was doing. Every cell in my body was telling me to walk away, but I couldn’t help.