She had given up struggling some time ago, thinking that many of the women who entered this hut never came out again. Perhaps, if she complied, she mi...ht just see tomorrow, perhaps even the day after, although her future and that of the other fifteen hundred women in the prison camp, was very uncertain. She had been brought here only a month ago, but in that time, she had been beaten, interrogated and half starved. Too many women had been taken out of the huts at night, most of them didn’t come. You were moaning like crazy!" I assumed she ment my wet dream. I blushed. "Yeah.. It was pretty great..." I replied. "Oh really? What was it about?" she asked me. I looked at her in the eyes and wondered if I should tell the truth. Yes, I should. "Well, if you must know, it was about you." I said. Lyndsey looked shocked. "Really? What was I doing?" she asked. "You were kissing me." Lyndsey moved closer to me. "LIke this?" she asked as she kissed me passionatley. "Yeah," I. I was fantasing of the next thing I always do, after splattering my hot cum in the crotch, I carefully pull them off and clean them with my tongue. I heard a wood-crack and my head snapped around, there was Robert. Standing on the second to last step, his satin boxer shorts tented by his raging erection. I closed my eyes as I felt the blood rush to my ears. With my eyes closed I turned around and dropped my bathrobe. All I heard was a deep breath. I opened my eyes. "For some reason I had a. Once inside, JC is wondering even more if she made a mistake. Inside the trailer was another black man sitting at the kitchen table with a older black woman next to him. Justis comes down the hallway wearing only sweatpants and combing his hair. “Hey JC. Looking sexy as fuck,” as Justis comes up to JC and gives her a hug and kiss. The two black men and woman are looking on in amusement at this white woman who’s obviously out of her element. “Hey lady, you come here for some dope or to get.