The only equipment she carried was a backpack and a walking stick. Many questions raced through my mind. What was she doing at this camp site? Not a s...ul knew I was here. The most awkward question hit like landslide. Where did she plan on sleeping. There was not a place to sleep like this fore miles around. ”My name is Clara," she said as she unbuckled her back pack and continued to explain her reason for her presence. "I hope you don’t mind me staying here. I saw your fire from the bluff. Probably, if that was the Federal agent than Ken had said was embedded with the Tankers. She was still moving some when they dragged her, so she wasn’t dead yet. Maybe Cindy could help heal her, not that the girl had ever done anything like that before. Then a couple of men had come with chains and a metal collar. Jane bristled internally when they’d put the collar on her -- outraged by being collared by someone who wasn’t her Master. They took plenty of liberties with her body while they. She felt Pete's tongue sliding over her nipples while Bob's dug like a pile driver into her snatch."OHHH! OHHHH!" Kathy cried as she arched her hips forward, impaling her pussy on Bob's tongue and lips."Jesus, she's going to fall over if we keep this up," Pete said as he released her nipple."Let's get her over to that pile of old curtains," Bob said as he backed off of her drooling snatch.Kathy couldn't even speak. Her throat was dry with excitement and lust as the two men maneuvered her to the. Her eyes were slanted up slightly on the outsides and her eyebrows were shaped to show this off. When she smiled her mouth made a lovely shape that revealed incredibly straight white teeth.Her pink dress had short sleeves that only seemed to be attached right under her arms. From there it plunged in front and back. Her tits were half exposed giving an effect of incredible cleavage. Even though her tits were about a midrange 'B'-cup they looked respectably sized since they were on such a tiny.