I left Cindy ta hitch up the wagon while I went inside ta fetch some provisions an' some blankets an' stuff. I picked up every blanket I could find an... took them ta the wagon. I went back an' got some pots an' pans an' all the food I could find.I arranged the stuff in the wagon bed an' found a canvass cover ta put over the wagon bed ta keep the rain out. There ain't no way ya kin live in south Alabama an' escape rain fer several weeks. I also put some feed fer the mule in the wagon an' got us a. “Number eight, twice,” she growled at me.‘Fuck me harder, fuck me harder,’ I uttered. The little bitch, I thought. She was getting me to say the words she wanted to say to him, and I was so compliant. As I said them, I looked up and saw Leroy, grasp her hips and plough into her; every stroke, deeper and harder than the one before. Every stroke was more powerful and more urgent than the previous. Leroy pushed himself so hard that Melanie fell forwards; her head pressed into the bed, her arms. His black cock was so thick I couldn't fit it in my mouth at first so I started to lick his cock from the base up to his shaft and finally all around his head. He started calling me a "nigger lover" and "dirty white boy" and finally popped his cock into my mouth. I looked over to see the other men now jerking off watching me suck this man off. The thought of people watching me behave like a dirty filthy cocksucking slut got me so hard I started to suck his cock deep and hard. I could only fit. I went to a secluded place and teleported home. I shouted, “MOM, I’M HOME!” and sat down in front of the TV.Mom came in a few minutes later, and there was a rerun showing the tape the station had on the accident. Mom exclaimed as if this were the first time she had heard about the mess, so I said that I had not been gone long, so I had seen most of the tape before Mom came in. By now, there was a news helicopter at the scene, so we were getting a lot more of the crash than had been shown.