"Very good slut. Very good," I heard him saying.Not knowing what to expect I closed my eyes again. Pain exploded between my legs like a burning fire. ...Sharp jolts shot up into my belly causing me to jump into a sitting position. My eyes widened when I saw his head buried between my legs snarling like a feeding wolf. His hand came up to my neck and pushed me back, my head slammed into the floor. He pulled my legs farther apart. It felt like my hips were crunching together; I was doing the splits. After a bit he got to his feet, helped her up, and they shared the shower, ostensibly to clean up. That may have been so, but her breasts took a lot of cleaning, and the same with his dick and balls. He was half-hard when he went searching for his clothes, and Tabitha was breathing hard. I seriously thought about doing something about that dick of his, but...My stomach should have been in knots, I should have lain awake that night tossing and turning as I considered what Suzette and I were. Her dad with a perplexed look on his face turned towards his daughter and in so doing swung his cock around. He was too startled to make an effort to put it up or to cover it and instead stood facing her with his tool in his hand. Gina continued to stare at the cock in her dad's hand and instead of leaving stepped toward him. Her dad had never had any thought of the sexuality of his daughter who had blossomed into an attractive girl. Her brown hair flowed smoothly down over her shoulders and. It sounded almost like a baby crying. Since my Porter Dagger was at the bottom of the Atlantic wedged tightly into the spinal cord of a gun thug, I felt a little naked as I walked around back. When I turned the corner at the rear of the building, I heard the noise again and saw the small gray animal making the sound."It's a fucking goat," I said aloud and laughed my ass off. I recognized the insane laugh as a release of terror. The goat had a twenty foot chain connected to a large heavy wheel..