My shirt was rolled up under my armpits, and I yanked that down before pulling my panties over my ankles and working them up. I still didn't see my sh...rts, so I scooted out of the back and sat on the tailgate while I caught my breath. "Kacey," Jericho's voice was even, which scared me. When he gets calm, that's when you have to worry. "Hey, it's Wren, remember?" We had all agreed to use only our 'woods names' when we came out here. Him calling me by my real name meant he was super-pissed, so I. And then after we loaded up the boat and got back into my SUV, Dave had me suck him off again. It was easy to see that he made a good feeder for the group since his third ejaculation for the day was still more plentiful than my first one would have been.Dave took me to Ravi’s the following Tuesday night, and there were four feeders there including Dave, Alex and Malcolm. I was soon to find out that Ravi was also a feeder for my session. I was embarrassed at first seeing Alex and Malcolm there,. It was the fist time I felt like I was pissing cum, rather than it shooting out in individual spurts. It was incredible. And as I shot my wad, I looked quickly at Dad, whos grin was even bigger, then at Joe, who looked terrified, then down at Marie, who looked anguished. All the while, I kept pumping my cum deep inside her. I could hear my dad mumbling, Thats my boy. Fill her up, son. Fill that little cunt with your seed. Give it to her, Adam. Marie stopped screaming before I stopped coming.. ”“Daddy?” Ashley called from the door to the ‘Indian’ room.“Yes, Cinderella?”“Can you help me pack my backpack for kindergarten tomorrow?”“Sure,” I grinned, getting up.August 19, 1996, Chicago, Illinois“What was so urgent that you needed to see me so early?” Samantha asked. “And why the ‘cloak and dagger’?”I’d called Brian using Jessica’s cell phone and arranged to meet Samantha at the diner in Bridgeport I’d frequented when I’d been at IIT, and where I’d met Candace O’Malley. I wondered.