’ ‘Not until Monday?’ ‘Is my company that bad, you can’t wait ’til Monday?’ ‘No, that’s not it…’ A blinding light suddenly burst...through the windshield. Hannah screamed. A voice shouted, ‘What are you doin’ here?’ Tom recognized the wizened proprietor’s gravelly voice. He opened his door and held up his hands. ‘It’s Tom DuBois, from cabin 9.’ The light clicked off. ‘I’ve been havin’ me some trouble with break-ins lately,’ said the silhouette, tucking a shotgun under its arm. ‘Hey, I thought you. "Beth hung her head down "please don't hate me Josh." Beth I could never hate you" I told her."I; well I; Roger forced me to do that, he said he'd dump if I didn't let him, he held me and then forced my head down" and she paused."It was, Roger touched my bosom's and made me do oral. Then he called me a slut and dumped me. I was crying over it when you came in last night." Beth looked down and sad."Please don't hate me brother, please" and she started to cry.I stood and hugged her and held her.. We left the dead to be cleaned up by the alligators, wild hogs, and a few bears. Our trip home was one long celebration until we met a woman riding like the wind. Dammit, she was a master of horseback riding! Anyway, her news was that we had been tricked.We had also been attacked by elements of the Mitchell County militia. It was not until a lot later that we learned how this had happened, but the important part was that four groups of 25 men in each group were attacking from the south. The. " He says in a low, even voice. "I'm going to eat more of it, if you don't mind. Then, since you're obviously a dirty bitch who wants it deep, I will fuck it, very hard." He says without inflection. My pussy drenches my thong and shorts, which remain around my knees, picketing me in place. His tongue is alternating between plunging in and out of my pussy, and circling my swollen clit. I grab hold of the table and plaster my chest to it, feeling the grooves in the table through my sports bra and.