“If I were you, I’d open this goddamned shed door carefully or some stupid doggy could bite your ass, buddy!” Jeff was smart enough and under...stood that Joush’s advice was very reasonable. Joush watched Jeff slowly opening the door and his friend’s eyes went really wide. Then the guy heard a women's voice yell, "Oh my God! No!" Joush immediately recognized the voice. It was Charlesetta Dolan's. She was a voluptuous, sexy-looking divorcee in her late 40. The beautiful ebony woman of. I retaliated with two left right combinations aimed into the middle of his face where the trunk meet the eyes, and rammed my knee into what would be the stomach pit of a human opponent. If he was to connect another one of his punches I would have been done for. So much for my decision not to wait for back up.He made a tooting sound as I hit him again this time right at the trunk, and he stumbled back, while I avoided another punch by the width of a hair. He was trying now to aim the weapon he. I was going to be ****d. I had always been very careful and I had been reasonably certain that I would never fall victim to this particularly heinous crime. I had always been convinced that most of those women who were ****d were at least in part responsible for their own fate. They had undoubtedly dressed inappropriately and placed themselves in a dangerous situation. I never made those mistakes. Now I was going to be ****d in my own home and my daughter was an accomplice! It was just too. Still stroking his cock she turned back over her shoulder and just said, "No honey, please, you can't, go back and sit down and watch." Then she went back to sucking him. My God, I couldn't believe she just did that, and said that to me, her husband. Didn't she realize how excited I had become? She must have but it didn't matter right now, she was focusing on him. Right now I was an intrusion that interfered with her pleasing him. I had to try and somehow respect that. It was a little.