She had carried the shoes carried with her back to the cabin.Susan kept sneaking peeks at Betty. She had fornicated with Betty's husband that afternoo...n, and Betty had happened. She unsure how to behave toward the slime ball, and terrified of his wife's reaction even though it had been rape. Betty took her by the elbow and led her to a chair in the lounge, where she plunked Susan down.Susan's was sullen and silent, resenting the manner in which she had been taken into the lounge. Betty saw this. She cupped his balls with her free hand, caressing them, as she pumped away steadily on his prick.His cock seemed to be getting bigger with every stroke, and his balls were heavy in her hand. The cock-crazed blonde leaned closer, gazing in fascination at the Alsatian's cockhead, loving the way his quicksilvery slime foamed on the angry red slab. She curled onto her side, moving partially under the humping brute. As he fucked his prick through her hand, the bloated cock-knob loomed up in front. Sharley said, “Lord, this was our work. You should have told us to do this! I am so sorry!”“Don’t worry, it was no big deal,” he replied.“No, Lord, I let you down.”Jack smiled and leaned down to whisper in her ear. “Well, if you want me to, I can give you a special punishment later.”Sharley looked over at him, and a sly smile came over her. “A special punishment?”He returned the smile. “You won’t be able to stand for a week when I’m done, and it won’t be because I’ve spanked you.”“I promise to. What do you say?” “No!” The word burst from Emma’s mouth as she began to cry again. “You’ve already raped me, please just let me go home now.” “No?” David asked, his bloodshot eyes glittering dangerously, “Well I’ll give you a choice my dear. You can either crawl over here and suck me nicely like a good little girl would, or I can rape that pert little ass of yours. Then you’d have something to cry about.” "You wouldn’t dare!” Emma shrieked. It was the wrong thing to say. .