The two surplus army cots and the 55-gallon drum made into a wood stove took up over half of the cabin. The walls and roof of the cabin had many holes...and the daylight streamed into the cabin through the holes. Apparently any cooking was done outside, as there wasn't a cook stove or grill. The cabin was in the woods so it could not be seen until you were close to it. From the smell coming from the back of the cabin it was obvious where the toilet facilities were.Ron made the two men sit on the. "A male reporter commented sarcastically, "How very convenient for you." No, it's very inconvenient. It'd be much easier to get you to do what I want if I wasn't so constrained."The sarcastic reporter thought I needed it explained, "I meant it's a good excuse for your not providing us with proof that you really are an angel from God." Yes, I know you meant that. I don't need an excuse for not proving it, because I'm prohibited from proving it. There always has to be ambiguity so you've got room. Her nipples became engorged with blood from the stimulation and they became even bigger and grew almost hot to the touch. Jordan was breathing hard now and began squeezing her tits and kneading them. Suddenly Jordan was cumming. It was a female orgasm and her cunt felt like it was on fire. Her vagina was convulsing around her fingers and surges of pussy juice gushed forth from between her legs. Wave upon wave of cum shot out of her pussy into the water, like an octopus squirting out ink. . I started to pull them down but she got to them before I could and took them off herself, “Do you want this?” I asked her. She nodded, “No I need you o tell me you want this.”“I want you Shelli, please do with me what you want, please make me cum.” She was begging! I think I might enjoy her more than James. I let my tongue penetrate the outer lips of her pussy and slowly sank it in deeper. She grabbed my hair again and held me there and ground her wetness in my mouth and nose. I tried to lick.