. Julie stood up and angerly crossed her arms. She looked annoyed and about to explode. ‘You,’ she points in my direction. ‘Protect me. Bullshit... John. What did you do that night when the monster stood over me, threatening to put his hands on me? What did you do when he pushed me to the floor? What did you do when he hit mom?’ ‘Julie, I…’ ‘Don’t interrupt me. You want the truth, you want answers, well you just better shut up and listen.!’ ‘Sorry,’ I mumbled barely audible to my own ears. I can. Picking up herkeys and the Remington shotgun, she joined Jason at thetruck. He slid the M16 into the passenger side and hoppedin as she cranked the truck and began to back out of thedriveway. First stop was going to be the little hardwarestore right up the street. After securing some boltcutters, an axe, and a couple of pry bars they headed of tofind their needed supplies and a new place to call home.At first Rachel was apprehensive about breaking into thestores, somewhere in the back of her. ” I grinned, my dick aching so hard. “Anal whores. Guys, line up. Once I’m done breaking in her butt-hole, every one of you will fuck her whore ass and cum in her. Pound her. Give it to her hard. Show her how a whore is treated so she’ll never do it again.”“Oh, yes,” my wife moaned. “Show me.” She wiggled her ass, sounding eager for it. Such a whore.My thoughts tingled only slightly. After all the commands I gave the youth group and the minister, they were eager to obey. Kip even beat the boys. Her pussy lips were still swollen from her fingering,wetness gleamed between its folds. She’d shaved thesides leaving a narrow ridge of shortly cropped hairover her mound.“Don’t!” she said in a powerless voice.I bent my head forward for a closer look. The smellof her sex filled the air; a young girl smell, liketalcum powder with a hint of pee and sweat; a littlelower I could smell the dark musky scent from herbutt.Unable to help myself, I leaned in closer. I couldfeel.