... and I dont particulally give a shit what you think....and worst off all, you know what I'm thinking,... you look at me, I'm maybe not as tall as y...ou, but I am built like a brick shithouse, big shoulders, big arm muscles, big hands, and a face that tells you I have lived a life....the wheel is changed quickly.....I walk back to my truck leaving you to stow away the jack and the flat in your car, you mumble about cleaning your hands, I dont even turn round to acknowledge that you've. Myintention is to capture some of that frightening atmosphere while incorporatingthe ponygirl theme. The following is areal story that never happened! Chapter 1 ?Please don?t hurt me,? she pleaded.?Ugh!? the woman grunted as the goon slapped her on theback of her head. His breath smelled of garlic and onions.She was dressed in a long white cotton robe. She was nakedunderneath, having been ?prepared? for interrogation earlier. With her armsexposed by the short sleeves, her bound hands were. Tami and the girls were coming down the road toward the campsite and leading about seventy-five people of all ages."I think it may be time to sing for our supper," I said.Kelly came running ahead and launched herself from about fifty feet away, sailed through the air and landed on my lap. Okay, it was about six feet but it was still an impressive leap.Unfortunately, the chair didn't think so.I'm not sure which hit first, my back as I went over backwards or my butt as the chair disintegrated. His eyes gleamed triumphant when he placed the tip of his dick against my hole and I moaned, begging him to ram it in. He shook his head, teasing me by inserting it just a bit and rolling his hips. Then Benny distracted me by leaning over and rubbing his rock hard cock on my lips once more. As he did that, Don slammed full length into me. I screamed with pain as his huge dick split me apart, feeling his heavy hot sack resting against my ass cheeks. He looked down at me, no longer smiling and.