Once my father had been convinced that my cousin had turned tail and run away, rather than face me in a fair fight, his family honor was satisfied and...he, mom and I returned triumphantly to our own house. I felt like I'd been granted a repreive from death row. Sure, I figured that Billy would probably kick my ass again the next time he saw me, but, at least, for one night, I was spared more pain and humiliation. I was satisfied.My Cousin Dale had always liked me, and could usually be counted on. The water hadn't been used in close to three years, but as near as Cade could tell the pipes were still solid. He went inside the house and turned on the kitchen sink. The pipes made a horrendous sound as the air forced its way through until eventually rusty colored water sputtered out of the tap. Cade let the water run until the water looked clear enough to drink.They had water now, it might not be warm, but it was water. He would need to have the gas line turned on by the city in order to. I don't look back. I just close my eyes and surrender to your touch. You lube my hole and tease it by pulling my ass open spreading my cheeks, then you give me a spank to open my eyes. As i look back in surprise, i see your cock getting harder as you spank my ass then rub out the pain. when I start squirming you push down on my back and place your now rock hard cock on my quivering hole. I feel the heat from the tip of your dick resting over my ass as you rub it all over my crack. I push back. It's just that what she saw in the peephole didn't seem to make any sense. At a glance he looked like a mid-twenties well-toned Caucasian male pothead without a shirt on. When you have decent lighting however he looks like something not even remotely human. His skin was a light shade of green like the underside of a leaf. The lines and veins of his skin looked more at home on a plant then an animal. His hair wasn't even hair; it was like a fern trying to pretend it was hair. Finally, what.