HMMMMM. Sweet mouth. Sweet little pouty mouth.Sweating and grunting Bubba rammed his cock inside Lisa the little Dago bitch.Tied hand and foot to a s...w horse in an old garage the men were laughing and screaming at her. Bubba the tool man had shot her with a high powered staple gun and now he was screwing her as hard as he could.The saw horse was moving around on the floor as Bubba pounded her harder and harder. There she hung on the wooden horse her body exposed, open for all to see, touch. Then we'll comb the Island for Rhiannon, Calista and the others." "Jordan and I will keep Barocca company here," said Kristal. "I'm certain that Rhiannon is just dying to meet up with her again." Cleo and Dejah left the room so that they could begin their search. "We'll be back as soon as we can," called Dejah. "Make damned sure our 'guest' doesn't go anywhere in the meantime." "You got it!" Kristal shouted back. Kristal, Jordan and Barocca were now in the room by themselves. Jordan. I asked him the same question I’d asked my family doctor. After getting him a sample of Deanna’s blood so he could find out her group. (Where do you think I got it? I just had to wait a couple of weeks) He told me there was a 60% chance that I was Nettie’s father. That was all he could say. That was as close they could get those days before DNA testing. A 95% would have allayed my fears, but 60% was all he could give me. That meant there was a forty-percent chance I was not Nettie’s father. I. Lisa shuddered as goosebumps raced up and down her spine. While she had only had one brief lesbian experience in college, which had not gone any further than some kissing and heavy petting, she was finding this sudden turn of events very arousing. Even though she was shocked at what was happening, she also felt that old familiar twinge between her legs, that told her she was getting excited. She took a quick sideways glance at Sharon, and noted that she seemed totally ignorant about what was.