I knew what I was going to do and was paddling the boat and pulling the barge. They would have to bring in grain and root sugar. I was going to kill t...he still master and the men with him and hang them where my family had been.Next I would steal everything they brought in and take it across the swamp to the mill in Alexander county. The grain I would have made into flour and the root sugar I would sell or trade. First I needed to stop at a neighbor's to borrow his large barge. It was awhile. "Kiss it!" he barked, sure of himself now. "Kiss it or she addresses those envelopes!"Laura bit her lips together and resolved to get it over with as fast as possible. After all, she had no choice. She could console herself with that thought.Her long dark eyelashes fluttering over her snugly closed eyes as she allowed her lips to be pushed against the smooth rubbery softness of her neighbor's cock-head."Holy Christ," she heard his deeply masculine voice boom above her. "That's a witch's kiss. I. "They raised their eyebrows at me but said nothing and turned away down to the beach, it wasn't until they shouted at me and I turned back around again, that I realized each girl had a hand down inside the back of each other's briefs!In the kitchen I found milk and sugar to go with the coffee kindly placed there by the owners, and I took the drink out into the garden to enjoy the afternoon sun, but after less than an hour, my peace was shattered when they arrived back again laughing and. With a simple nod, the man pulled half of his dick out, and with all his strength, pushed it right back in.There wasn't much for me to do but stare and cry on the bed and watch my mother being rape. Big Boy whistled through it all. I couldn't recognize the tune, I could only make out the sounds coming from my mother. First high and shrill, then low and harsh, her screams sounded more like a scraping violin bow. “I'm getting horny from just watching,”Aeron said with admiration.“You sadistic.