After several dozen shots, trying to stay professional, I sent her home, promising prints the next weekend. Cleaning up I noticed she’d left a small...bag with some makeup and plain white underwear behind. The bra had a tag on it – 38C. For some reason the size of this big bra turned me on and the chubby I’d had for an hour turned into a raging hard-on. I sniffed the sweet scent of the bra, then the crotch of the slightly musky panties, while jacking my big dick to a great orgasm – thinking of. Both men hoped to sneak up quietly and attack with their bowie knives; they wanted to avoid alerting those inside the house with the sound of a pistol shot.Sneaking up was difficult because of the brightness of the moon. A few clouds would occasionally obscure the moon enough to drop the light level to less than half its maximum intensity, and Caleb hoped that they could time their attack for just such an event. The two men got lucky as a relatively large cloud floated into the right position. He is active. He is leading. He needs to touch. His hands decide. There is a caress. Between her legs. Only one. Just barely. A ripple on a boundary. A vibration on a spider’s web. It is beautiful and entangling. If she could see his face. She would see an expression spanning joy and relief. Mischief and lust. Experience and fascination. She holds her breath. She does not move. Her heart beats. She waits. Her body waits.He does not. It demoralized the girl, that the men never once provided an opportunity to run or cry out for help. Not that shouting would do any good. The nearest home was ? a mile away.Realizing the task required of her and hoping that cooperation would spare her any more pain, the sixteen year old raised her arms and slid them into the sleeves of the jacket. The need for the powder quickly became clear. Almost immediately, Holly felt the grip of the tight inner circumference of the sleeves on her.