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Morgan and AJ walked through the forest behind Joe's house enjoying the beautiful scenery. With it being summer in the South, the sun hung low in the sky well into the evening. Mills begrudgingly gave them about 20 feet of space as they walked, their quiet conversation out of his earshot. "I need to get something while we're out here. It's really important that I get it without anyone seeing me. Do you think you could help me Alice?" AJ shook her head, determined to help in anyway she could. "That tree trunk over there has a brown box inside of it. I need to get it out and open it without this asshole seeing me," Morgan said in a low voice. As they walked together towards the tree, AJ felt her heart start to beat faster. "I need you to sit across from me on that log to block his line of sight," she said, nodding to the dead tree next to the trunk. AJ did exactly as she was told walking unassumingly to the log and sitting teen down across from Morgan. Morgan leaned over the trunk toward AJ showing Mills that they were taking a break from their walk. "Now just pretend to talk to me, this should be small enough for me to get with one hand," Morgan said reaching into the trunk. Morgan saw someone walk up to Mills, turning his attention away from them. "It's our lucky day girlie," Morgan winked, pulling out the little brown package. She ripped it open quickly, wasting no time. AJ looked up from the box and gasped right before Morgan felt the hard blow to her back, knocking her to the ground. AJ went to scream but a hand clamped down on her mouth ripping her down from the log. She looked on in horror as she saw Hank with a baton standing over Morgan. Another soldier held her tightly, she couldn't breathe with how hard he covered her mouth. Morgan groaned, moving to stand up. Hank hit her hard across the back again, tearing a indian scream from her. He laughed, smashing it down onto her one last time before pushing her face first into the ground. He smiled looking at the large red welts forming on her back from the abuse. "Not so cocky now are you bitch," he growled into her ear, pulling her hair doggystyle back painfully. Morgan screamed and thrashed under him as he sat on her thighs, twisting her body forcefully. Hank grabbed the back of her neck in response, squeezing it hard. Strangling her. "You're amateur not untouchable," he snarled, squeezing her neck harder. "After I'm done with you, you're going college to wish you were fucking lynched." Morgan reached for the brown box near the tree trunk, her fingers scratching at the dirt and leaves. He pushed her face down into the ground again, pulling down her shorts hard. Feeling his fatigues against her bare ass flipped a switch in her. Jordan smiled. It was unescapable. His cock college was smaller than Phil’s, but that was of no consolation to her right now. Lily laughs in delight, looking down at her cock heats up. Lorraine’s wet tongue and hot breath at her ear quickly fired off a second orgasm. “But you still know me.” I smiled, my tears splashing on her face. Sit up straight! His doggystyle eyes were flitting from Mr. whatever amateur to up and down me. teen I don’t think that I could blush any deeper indian red. His penis was larger than my toys but more comfortable because the head formed comfortably to the contours of my throat. She darted after Orihime, her feet slapping across the floor.