"Water," she croaked.She was a fine looking woman, say mid twenties wearing shorts and skimpy button up top. Clive started to rush forward but held hi... arm."Lets have a look around first," I said being cautious. "What's she doing way out here and all alone."He nodded and we split up and circled the site; it was all clear."Give her just a little," I said, "enough to wet her mouth and lips.While Clive was administering first aid I had a look around the RV. It had been searched and it was a total. Then fingers opening her, two or three, she couldn’t be sure, anointing her inside with the warm oil. The fingers moved relentlessly and she felt herself becoming more and more open as the pressure increased and her vagina was filled like never before… like she’d always wished that Dave could fill her. Her hips began to move with the same rhythm, pushing back to meet each thrust as she realized what was about to happen. With one last hard push the Asian girl’s small hand slid all the way into. She said it would take a while. So don't fret, you'll do fine by pulling your peter until she gives the word. Anyway, in the meantime, I'll be so busy getting you your daily doses of cuntal Scumtoza, we won't have much time together anyway for that. I'll be too busy with those big black cocks anyway. You know how demanding the darlings are. You can't expect them to just come by and sex me and not want me to go out and party with them. It's only fair for all they're doing for us." I-I suppose. Betty stood and slipped the skirt over her hips. Sarah motioned her to spin, and Betty quickly spun. The skirt came about an inch below Betty's pussy at rest; when she spun, it was well above her hips."Perfect," Sarah giggled. "Of course, you can't just wear a skirt." She reached into her bag and pulled out a black strip of leather and handed it to Betty.Betty looked at the object in her hand. It was a thin leather collar. Attached to the front was a metal tag in the shape of a bone. Engraved.