Cy, Bruce, and I were assigned to help build latrines. Hell, back in Ohio and Kentucky, we called them outhouses.We hand dug, 12 foot long and 6 foot ...eep, pits and then constructed log structures over the pits. There were 4 holes each 3 feet apart with a small partition between each hole. Along the front was an angled -trough for urinating. “Pretty nice shithouses Cy,” said laughingly. Bruce and I agreed.Each night, after dinner, we were so tired that we fell in our bunks and were asleep in a. .". I replied, just to make sure. "Even if that involves a smacked bottom?" to which the mother nodded.It was arranged that Harriet should have a part time job with me, two evenings a week straight after school. That meant she was kept out of trouble. Harriet would come round to my house in her school uniform. Flat black shoes, grey knee socks, a huge expanse of leg - unshaven - and a pleated grey skirt which revealed chunky thighs. White blouse, tie and blazer completed the uniform. For the. Settling down into the rhythm of the strokes Carl took to getting fucked quite easily. The feelings of the dildo sliding against his prostate gland began settling in sending pleasurable messages to his brain. Claire was doing such a good job fucking him I wanted her to come over to our place and fuck Michael as well. Both boys need to get used to numerable women taking advantage of them. Every time Claire pushed forward Carl emptied his lungs with the loud cry each time giving up more of. I maintained eye contact with him as I removed my clothes before mounting his cock, my hands securely grasped his neck as my hips began sliding down onto his cock. His relaxed demeanor quickly evaporated as he noticed the strict lust painted on my face. My hips began moving with more force and determination, “Joe still deep inna mi belly baby” I feverishly moaned. The sheer pain and pleasure of his resilient member I continued to impale myself with forced my body to collapse atop his but not.