He was holding her tightly with one hand and squeezing her tits with the other. My wife quickly came to terms with her predicament and relaxed her eff...orts to escape the leader's grip. She just stood there, passively, as he continued his assault on her chest. Julie seemed to offer no resistance at all as he pulled on her big pink nipples. Sensing her opposition had totally faded; he loosed his grip around her waist and reached down to insert a finger into my wife's cunt. Surprisingly, Julie. ” Her left hand reached out and grabbed the crotch of the surprised man who was even more shocked when her Barlow knife slit open his pants crotch. “I won’t kill you, not yet anyway,” she continued, “but if you don’t leave now, you’ll be eating your oysters for dinner and your sex life will be limited to licking.”The pimp raised both hands and backed away. Looking down, he saw Jennifer also holding a knife and realized that he could have been truly fucked, and not in his usual way.Vivie turned. Dirty old man, why did you take them off so slow, I bet you have felt and sensed all my body details under them”He laughed saying “maybe I did, would you blame a dirty old man for doing that? But I only felt the sides, where my fingers were pulling the panties, down, I was hoping to feel something else to see how soft or how hairy it was?”The son of a bitch wanted to feel my pussy, but I guess he did not dare do it, I giggled saying “well, it might be your bad luck, you chickened out, didn’t. We made good time after our lunch stop, and the longer summer days allowed us a few more hours of travel before stopping for the night. Near sundown Kit led us through a copse of woods a half mile off the trail and into a clearing with a stream running along one side. We set up camp and saw to the horses and mule, while the ladies made a fire and began working on the evening’s supper. One sniff was all it took for me to know we were having hamburgers and fries for supper. I knew Josefa had.