. and how they had insinuated themselves beneath her panties, moving upward, high into the already moist area of her golden haired pussy... slipping i...n and out, in and out, making her cry out against him. What a wonderful feeling of excitement and mounting desire she had felt. She could still feel excited just by the thought of her daughter Tricia's husband... and the very idea chilled her. But she knew, that there was worse than that to consider. With a groan, she tried to block it all out,. She also acknowledged knowing about a few lynchings that the Klan had carried out at her father's command. Alice appeared to be proud that her father had organized such murders. "Can I say what I really think about you men, without you punishing me for it?" she asked.Johnny said "Go ahead, Alice, speak your mind. I would like to know what you are thinking."She said "Okay then. My Daddy will track you niggers down soon, and he will bring the whole Klan to come and rescue us girls from you dirty. Christine squatted in front of Justin and began to unzip his jeans. Holy shit... He's really going to do it. That motherfucker... That little ho is going right for it too. Her friend's fucking eyes look like they're going to pop out of her head... Mike chuckled to himself. "Hold on girl, I want you to take your top off first." Christine paused for a second then stood up and removed her thin white t-shirt. "The bra too." Mike, Justin and the girls froze as they heard the front door chime as. Oddly enough, I feel safe, and ... content – somehow. What’s the matter with me? I could have died this morning, but I’m not afraid of going outside – well, as long as Morales and the wolves are with me. With a shrug, she stripped to her panties and folded her clothes before slipping into her sleeping bag. At peace, she watched the fire with its frequent snaps and pops accompanied by an occasional louder noise as the wood burned and shifted.I remember lying and watching our campfires when I was.