He heard April give a great throaty moan of lust. "That feel good big boy," she cooed, "is your new master making your big thick cock feel really rea...ly good." Yes yes!" He gasped.She began to slow down and he felt the orgasm begin to slip away."Look at me; I have some questions for you." He looked down."How long has it been since you last came?" Three days." April let her mouth drop in mock shock, but she was sure Mark thought it was sincere. "Three days!?" She exclaimed, her hands going. I put my arm around her waist and held her tightly. Our tongues tussled. I cupped my hands beneath her ass and squeezed. Cara pressed her body to mine. The kissing intensified. She opened the buttons on my shirt. I helped her out of her cardigan. “I want you,” she moaned.I stepped back and admired her curvy body. She was incredibly curvy, like an actress from another era. She was built like Elizabeth Taylor when the world was obsessed with Kate Moss.“We have all night, Cara. We don’t. Those nights I fell over at the end of the day and slept where I fell.I had to dig a privy. You can't just shit in a ditch like a serf and expect to stay healthy. Besides, an outhouse protects your bottom from the weather and gives you a place to squat while out of the weather. Digging that six foot cube out of summer-dried dirt was definitely not something I enjoyed but it sure brought a measure of satisfaction when it was all said and done. Thinking about what could go wrong I double-roofed. Just above my head, she started working those cocks. She sucked the one to her left while stroking the one in her right hand. They were primed because within seconds, they were both shooting copious amounts of sperm. As she had her mouth on one cock, she aimed the other down towards her tits and, yes, my lapping tongue. By this point, I was so turned on and there was such a pervasive atmosphere of lewdness, that I had not reservations about sucking down as much cum off of her tit as I.