She was also erotically fascinated with my body; I knew it…"Have you done this before, Auntie?" I asked."Not in a long time, babe… ask your mommy�...��” She smiled.Her fingers caressed me with a constant, vertical motion, my pussy oozing clear, warm lube as if on command. Martha painted my labia with it, maintaining a slow and steady motion. I felt like I wanted to push my hips into her fingers, but the amount of pressure she used was perfect. I kept gasping and panting heavily.Suddenly I had to bit. She was suffering and that made him happy. Although in truth it was not his prick violating her tiny cunt that caused her so much pain, it was the movement of her small body pulling at the nails with each thrust he made. For the man fucking the evil creature was like a therapy for the trouble she had caused in his life. Rachel watched with tears in her eyes. It was so brutal and painful. The agonized gasps of the young girl were unbearable. Some one had to stop these men. But life was not like. I felt wonderful when it was deep inside my pussy. From what I could feel John was nowhere near as big, but I knew I would find out for sure later. I had had two hands playing with my pussy before, but one had always been Mike', but this was different, he was sitting opposite as David's hand joined Johns and suddenly they both slid fingers into me. As yet I hadn't seen John's cock and the position we were in didn't make it easy, so Mike suggested that we move the action to the bedroom. Of. The simple truth was that he was quite lonely ever since his live-in maid Consuela had returned to Puerto Rico supposedly to visit her parents but really wanted to marry her childhood sweetheart. She had sent him a letter to explain she was never returning and had no interest in ever seeing him ever again. That had depressed him to the point that he had taken the assignment to the back-woods region to tend to a flock that had little fear of the wolves in the forest. Not that he was in love with.