Compared with the boys’ cocks she had experienced so far this was something thicker, harder and, most terrifyingly, far longer. As soon as she saw Jak’s boat heading in round the rocky headland she ran down to the edge of the crashing surf. During that morning it had indeed been Shayla’s mother he had been thinking about. Exhausted from futilely trying to protect her broken body she realised with horror that old Tam must be dragging her to his cave nearly two miles away. Unable to close her jaw because of the pain Shayla’s pleas for mercy only came out as incoherent moans. No! “It won’t go in! With Jak on one side and his wife on the other they hurriedly pushed the heavy boat out into the breaking seas. He always made her feel uncomfortable, with his bushy black eyebrows and a perpetual frown he never seemed to have a polite or kind word for anyone.
