I scrunched down lower. the beers arrived andthey stopped to admire their work and down a few before i heard and felt thechopping begin again. my dad ...as standing back watching, drinking his beer,nodding in approval at their work. suddenly, i heard oneof the men just above me. he chopped a few branches close to my ear which mademe wince in fear for my head and hair and then he bent down and whispered abeery smelling "ah senorita mas bonita! amigos!" and he waved theother men over. he didn't. Amazingly I found I did not feel guilty. Last night was something I needed and if Peter had just called me back, answered the phone or left a note it would never have happened. I grabbed my cell phone. No calls, no texts, nothing. Walking into the bathroom I closed the door and used the phone to call the house, Peters cell, and send him another text. There was no answer. I left messages again pleading with him to call me. Deciding to shower I got myself cleaned up. When I came out James had. " "No.. no fucking way. I told you bastards I wasnt gay." Chris started to unzip his pants and I quickly jumped by him and ran towards the door. Alas, I was caught too short and was kneed hard in my balls. I fell too the floor breatheless. "Now that was a stupid thing to do huh? Pet." I didnt have time to adjust when Chris grabbed me around the collar of my shirt and pulled me on my knees. I opened my eyes and saw the biggest cock of my life. The thing must have had been 10 friggen inches long,. “Okay,” he growled. “But we have to be quick.”Carlotta lay onto the sack of flour that Jason had napped on just a few days ago, and got herself off once more, the sound of her workmates copulating all the stimulation she needed. Immediately after she came, her eyes closed, and she immediately began to doze.Just as she’d gone to sleep to the sound of Jason and Matilda making love, it was the same sound that woke her almost two hours later. She staggered out of the small pantry just in time to.