This was the son of a kidnapper and arch-pimp, and he’d planned on raping Mary Jane, but he was still just a teenager, and Taylor couldn’t bring h...mself to gun the kid down.“Shit,” Taylor said and stepped forward.As the kid’s hand closed around the pistol, Taylor brought the butt of his rifle crashing on his head. He tried to pull the hit and hoped it hadn’t been fatal as the boy’s body went limp, but it was the best he could have done. He wasn’t going to let the kid get his hands on a pistol,. By the time they found an occupied cottage a little farther down the shore, it had begun to rain and the wind was blowing fiercely. A woman answered their knock at the door and told them to come in out of the storm. ‘I’m Sally Davidson,’ Sally said, once inside the protection of the cottage. ‘My parents own a cottage about a half mile up the shore. This is my fiance, Frank Adams.’ ‘Well, sit down and have some hot coffee,’ the man said. I’m Bernie Green. This is my wife Emma.’ The couple looked. I sudden realized that I was looking down at her voluptuous cleavage. She smiled again as I closed the door.I turned my attention chasing down the empty carts in the parking lot before going back inside.Just as I was getting the carts back in store Carl returned. He seemed to be really agitated. He looked at Jolene as he walked in but his look was not lustful but filled with jealousy. Then he looked around and pointed at me."Billy, get those boxes out of the aisle! I must have to do everything. I saw that many of them had their cocks out. I heard a roar in the crowd as they saw me quickly get down on my knees and engulf the stranger’s cock in front of me. One by one the men got their cocks out and shoved them around my face and mouth. They knew a cock-hungry whore than I saw one. Turn by turn, I hungrily sucked off each one, while jacking off others with my hands. I was fueled by the hungry moaning around me, as well as the desperate groping of my tits, ass and pulling of my hair. My.