I heard Jeni say, “Damn cunt, I can see it in your throat. That is so cool.”Everyone was laughing at me because I had suck a bog cock in my mouth....Beth held my head in place, making me get used to it being there. Then suddenly she let my head go and Mr. Jones pulled back some. I gasped for more air and then he just started fucking my face. He fucked my mouth just like it was a cunt.He didn’t let up until he was ready to cum. Then he pulled back so just his head was in my mouth and shot at least. We finished fastening on our weapons and left the inn. Outside our men were milling around the square, waiting for orders, not far from the mules. Scout was thumbing through his thinly-bound map book, leaning against the inn’s wall and killing time under a lit lamp. He had his page open to his crude world map, which made me wonder what he was daydreaming about. I didn’t get a chance to ask him. My eyes caught sight of the Count’s escort and I heard the clatter of horse hooves. Mixed in with the. “Lock this place up and let’s get the hell out of there. Your momma and I need to know what this is about as soon as we get home,” Granny told me as she and Momma turned to run toward her car.“I’ll be right behind you.” I hollered as I ran toward the front door carrying the two boxes.I locked the house and looked at all the doors and windows. They were all closed and none of them were broken.Whoever came in had a key!When I backed my car out, I hopped out to pull the garage door down and lock. Not the kind of slap that would be painful. These were light slaps, designed to heighten her skin's aliveness and sensitivity, like a splash of cold water. She didn't seem to mind at all, and in fact her head started to pivot around, flailing her short black hair around her ears, eyes wild with feverish lust.That's how she saw me. Her head stopped suddenly and her eyes locked on the window were I was standing, brazenly watching their supposedly private act. At first she looked shocked and.