When he came to, he was beaten and bloody, his shirt was torn from him and his boots were gone. He felt a hurtin in his straddle like he was on fire. ...e looked down and he was bloody from his waist to his knees, his britches had been cut back and the end of his peter had been cut off, it looked like. It was so bloody and raw, he couldn’t really tell and he was afraid to even know.He saw his horse tied to a limb nearby and his saddle was still on him. He hoped his handgun was still in his. ...... "Good", I replied. Leaning in towards me to give me a motherly kiss , she then came in for a hug, I knew she had no bra on because I could feel her DD boobs as she pulled my head closer to her chest, and like I always did every time, I hugged her back,however I don't know what came over me this time kas I got a instant hard on, I wasn't sure if my mom felt it on her leg, but boy was i embarrassed, stumbling my words I managed to tell her that "I have a lot of homework to do" running. The word that I had received was to expect as many as 500 people at the event. If that was true there were not even enough motels in this town to have rooms for all of them.There were only two chain motels in town and I doubted that there were a hundred rooms between them. The guests were going to be split up between motels in C-town, Kent Island, Easton, Dover and Annapolis. I expected that there would be a lot staying in Dover because of the casinos there. A close second for guests would be. As they said so they tried to undrape the saree from me. I was taken aback at the suddenness of their approach. But before I could respond, somebody had pulled me up and was already taking off my saree. Before I could say something my saree had been tossed into a corner and I was in my sleeveless completely transparent blouse with my huge boobs sticking out and nipples protruding and a petticoat which was exposing my sexy navel. Someone put a hand on my stacmach and pushed me onto the seat. .