Chapter 3 – Welcome to HellI was jolted back to reality with what must have been the truck braking for the last time while we rode in the rear of it.... ‘We must be at the Ranch,’ I thought as the vibrations from the shipping chair that I rode ceased. The sense of feel was the only sense left available to me and I had no idea of the time or length of the trip.Nita’s finger left mine as she must have sensed what I had and although I tried to search out her finger, it seemed no longer available. We. ..and she'd stroked my cock with her stocking covered toes. But then when I'd tried to follow through, Brina had told me to dress so we could get to services on time.Unbelievably, as we sat in the pew and Brina rubbed my cock through the cut out pocket, she'd pull her hand back out and rummage in her purse, rubbing her fingers with Vaseline before sticking her hand through my pocket and stroking me some more.When I began getting too excited, and it showed on my face, Brina whispered that I'd. He has my undivided attention at this point and I see his face soften but know he still means buisiness and it starts to arouse me…. Just a little. I started working the thong down my thighs slowly because theres a mixture of still being pissed and arousad. He reached over and smacked my ass again saying, If I take those things off of you Im going to fuck you in the ass, your pussy will never feel this dick I dont mind anal, he likes it but nothing is as good as getting my pussy filled with his. It was Tina who spoke, but nothing more than, “Oh, Sam! Yes, Sam, yes!” She had her first orgasm moments after her penetration, riding through it, then settled back for a second, feeling it build as Sam neared his own. She released her grip on his back, bringing her hands up and cupping them behind Sam’s neck, and Sam arched his back, crying out a feral scream as his hips churned. Tina could feel his cock expand inside her pussy, then she felt the spasms as he began spurting his cum deep within.