She’s a pretty good actor sometimes. I could hardly pick the difference even once I knew to look for it.I don’t know what was going on in her head... but it seemed like it was important for Bec to make everyone believe she was okay so I didn’t get in her face about it.When we were walking back, Bec got beside me and a bit behind everyone else. She looked at me sideways and then she quietly said to me, “You lied to me the other day.”“What? When?”“You said you got the bruise on your shoulder and the. Mark seemednot to worry about anyone seeing them as he road directly to the house.Pulling up the horses Mark indicated a small patch of headstones ahundred yards from the house. "They were the people that built thishouse. They died three years ago, the whole lot of 'em. Cholera is mybest bet. I found 'em, buried 'em, and took the place for my own. So farno one has ever showed up to argue ownership with me," he chuckled."Makes for a nice place to hole up during the winter. Once snow. It made a hell of a mess of the car. It's a complete write off. I have the pictures for when you are feeling better." What happened with Mark?" I asked."They locked him up, and hopefully threw away the key. He's up for murder, assault, kidnapping, and various other crimes. He hopefully will never see the light of day again. After his little escape and murder attempt, one of the cops hit him with a stun baton. It's hard to focus on moving things with your mind when several thousand volts is. He had cum in me and I could feel it, but out of breath, he withdrew his cock and as he rubbed the cum that was on my back and in my crack, he gathered some of it and smeared it on my gaping hole. He said, “That’s really hot,” as he rolled off the bed. John came over to the bed now and asked if I was okay.I nodded my head and as I did, John said ,”That was really hot,” and told me not to move. John climbed on the bed behind me now, and as he pulled me up on all fours again, he quickly wiped.