Her back arched. Her bowels clenched like a vice about my dick. I gasped, almost erupting into her before I was ready.Then she gasped out, “Sean! Yo... fucking stud, yes!”Her asshole writhed about my dick.“My brother is a stud!” she moaned. “Such a sexy stud. Oh, fuck, yes!”Her bowels sucked at my plunging dick while her juices spilled over my fingers. They bathed them as I massaged her. I groaned, loving the hot writhe of her pussy over my digits. My muscles tensed, my dick throbbing in her. Seeing a seizing an opportunity which begged taking advantage of I continued. ‘Perhaps you’d like to talk about whatever problems you might be having. I’ve found that it’s often easier to discuss certain matters with an impartial observer and I have had some counseling experience as part of my infrequent ministerial duties.’ She laughed and said, ‘If you’re a real minister I’m a monkey’s uncle, or aunt, as it were.’ I smiled back at her and said, ‘What do you take me for?’ ‘I take you for what. For one thing; I was stark naked. Then there was the fact that I was on my knees and both my hands and feet were bound together. Not just that they were bound around the wooden post that was holding up the tent. So I was stuck there and the knots were too tight for me to pull apart. So I sat their, naked, on my knees, and prayed that I’d get out of it alive. After the first day I found at their little plan. They were going to dehydrate and starve me. I was so hungry and thirsty through the. "Ya dad I can see that" John said, "They do it in Dolcett all the time" John added, "Dolcett? what’s that?" Ted asked his son who seemed to know more then he did, "That's where we came from, it’s a small town in California where cannibalisim is not only legal its manditory" Steve said as he stuck his finger into Jessica's pussy and then sucked off the barbeque suace and pussy juice from his finger, "You do know your not in this Dolcett, right?" Ted asked, "Of course Ted, Im not stupid, roasting.