Then John began to worry. Even though their farm was forty miles from Leadville, most of the mutants were supposed to have been killed or driven off. ...But every now and then one stilled showed up, and someone usually died before the mutant was hunted down and killed.Man! I knew I should have brought my shotgun, John thought, sensing that something didn't feel right. "Hey Dad!" Bobby called from the barn. John looked to see his son in the hayloft pointing at him. Suddenly he felt the hairs on. "Good, that's how we want you," she replied purring into my ear.We quickly excused ourselves, we were going to bed. Upstairs, Jessica was out of her clothes before I knew it. To no surprise she had on no underwear and a deep blue Victoria Secret bra. She unleashed her breasts, and I just stared. I pulled off my shirt and jeans, but hard on obvious. She pulled down my underwear and kneeled in front of me. She began to suck me slowly, teasing my sensitive cockhead.She pushed me down onto the bed,. She’s away for work most of the time and lately has barely shown any sexual interest in me. As I’m about to head upstairs I’m hearing “Come here Frank.” Katia is patting the sofa next to her. I’m sitting down next to her. She’s taking my arm and leaning against my shoulder. She’s sighing. I’m wrapping my arm around her waist and I’m enjoying the feeling of her warm, soft body. I’m smelling the wine in her breath. “Too bad it had to come to this,” she says looking at me with drowsy eyes. “Yeah. "Harder you fuckin' whore" Edna demanded The next lash went across Joan's back again, only this time a bit harder. "Whip that bitch harder you fuckin' whore" Edna again demanded. For the next few minutes I laid lash after lash across Joan's back and ass, watching as the welt grew in streaks across her flesh. I was so fuckin' turned on by now and when I reached the twenty count, I hated to stop. "That's twenty" Edna cried out and I backed off a bit, looking at Joan's red streaked back and ass..