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“Stop!” Béla demanded. Jed anxiously unslung his long double-barreled twelve-gauge and shoved it against Jolene’s chest, right between her breasts. Jolene lay sobbing on the ground, her shoulder torn and bleeding. Then she stared down at her stomach in amazement. Jed had taken an old, rusty saw down from its rack on the wall and was oiling up the blade. That’s more sensitive than my clit!’
Jolene was into her feeding, now, and firmly holding onto Béla’s thigh and hips as she sucked, making joyful little swallowing sounds.
