She was taking everything in, our embrace, Smyth's hard-on, and Sara climbing out of the pool.I nudged Marsha to direct her attention to the scene bel...ow. Sammy and Howard were watching Sara's naked body walk toward them. She looked frightened, like she wasn't sure what was going to happen next.Howard stumbled to his feet and ordered his wife to sit down.Sammy tossed one of the towels to Sara and while she was drying her hair, repositioned both loungers so that we, Patti, Marsha, Smyth and I. I was staring at her in awe and she said, “Take a picture: it will last longer.” She meant it as a joke, but I reached down, grabbed my phone and pulled up the camera app. As I did this, she put the head of my dick back in her mouth and looked up at me while pushing some of my cum past her lips to collect on my cock. I took several pictures and she did her best to smile. Cherry pulled off of me and used her finger to wipe a big dollop of cum off of her upper lip and made a production of putting. Ann had one leg draped down to the lower bench so that her legs were apart. My cock was instantly hard again and I just stared at the gorgeous young bodies in front of me. Ann sat up when she realised I was looking at her and moved beside me. Shelooked down at my stiff cock pushing underneath my towel. Without saying a word she slid her hand down my stomach and released the towel from my waist so that my cock sprang out. Ann gasped and smiled then wrapped her hand around it. I was out of my. ”“Yes, and at first, I thought my revenge would be only in torturing him the way he had my daughter. But after a few hours of pain, he told me what had really happened.”“You mean... ?”“Oh, no, he raped and, tortured and murdered my daughter all right. But, he wasn’t alone that night.”“There were others involved?”“Five other men were at that road house. He first took my daughter in a back room and raped her repeatedly. The other men had to have known what was going on because he said she.