Sometimes he glances over at me and winks before stealing a bite from one of the piles. I’ll hop up on the counter, the polished granite cool on my...ass, my feet dangling, and I’ll absorb every little thing he does. Rick won’t know that I’m not wearing anything under the blanket I pulled around me before coming to the kitchen. He’ll think I’m watching him because I’m hungry. And I am, but it’s not an omelet that I’m hungry for – it’s Rick. Rick wears his pajama pants and nothing else while he. . Please... I'm not very good at it... Please don't make me suck it."I didn't say a word. I just simple placed the gun to her head and gave her an evil look. That's was enough to get her hands up and on my zipper. When she reached in my pants my cock jumped. And her hand jumped out of my short."Hey... lets go lady... I don't have fucking night... Pull the shit out and start sucking." I commanded.She placed her white hands back into my pants. When she felt it her eyes flew open. She wrapped her. I clearly remember him telling me "this tight ass is mine now" while firmly grabbing my right ass cheek. Slowly he gets it all in, by this time while he is as hard as a rock he is about 8.5 inches and good thickness. He tells me he's in and I tell him to fuck me, he starts with short strokes, not pulling all the way out maybe just half and then they get longer and longer, harder and harder. I was in heaven, moaning loud as fuck almost yelling in pleasure while he's just pounding away at me! He. She resisted but I was stronger than she. I began walking away from the group and heard them coming after me. I was about to let Jean go and face them when a half dozen of my friends rode up. They stood watching the four guys then Joe asked, "Hey Ethan what's up? These fellas givin' ya a hard time?" No," I replied. "I had been hunting Jean and found her having a beer with them. They invited me to leave their camp so I got Jean and we were leaving. You know this group. They just were about to.