Barely conscious, fever fighting hunger, both eclipsed by weariness, I slipped and tumbled to the mossy verge. Heavy mist swirled up from the puddles ...in the narrow dirt road that slithered between the close-knit trees of the Hunsrück. Through my fever I barely heard the muffled sound of churning wheels—a black carriage materializing out of the mist, stopping abruptly beside me, emitting a command in an authoritative, rich voice. A dark-clad liverymen conjured from the shadows to gently lift and. He then guided the head slowly but forcefully in. "Fuck, you're so damn tight." While he said that I was trying my hardest not to scream. He was so big and I was so very small. Before going any further, my daddy took a handful of my hair and shoved my head into the carpet, the back half of me up in the air, and my bottom half grabbing at the floor. "Here comes Daddy!" He yelled, and shoved with so much force that I couldn't help but scream. Almost every inch of him was deep in my asshole. Then. I began pumping myswollen rod in and out of her mouth, feeling it jab at the back of herthroat. As I was about to inject cum inside of her, she pulled away. "Nohoney," she insisted. "Not yet. Wait." She wanted to feel my hot cum fillher pussy. She rolled me off of her and pushed me onto my back. Climbingonto my saddle, she mounted my horny hard-on. She slid her dripping wetcunt deliberately down my pole. I felt my cock push firmly against thedeepest reaches of her fuckhole as she began slowly. Up here the starlight made it possible to walk at a decent pace. Least wise he could see better than down inside the canyon. He kept moving until almost daylight and then holed up, watching to see if that damn sheriff was smart enough to track him up the side of the canyon.Mary could never have imagined a life as barbarous as the one she found herself living. Not in her worst dreams. As soon as Patrick left, after the initial wave of relief shuddered through her, she fetched a handkerchief from.