I doubted that the snow on the peaks of the far range ever melted completely. The first range seemed to be warning us not to go beyond it or we would ...ace the wrath of the farther range.I would have loved to stay here and just observe every day. I was also sure the exposed top of the plateau was not a pleasant place at night, especially if it rained or snowed. Fortunately, the only clouds I could see were the small, fluffy ones looking like someone pulled cotton from the boll and threw it up. I laid back and started sliding the long metal rods into my cock. I didn’t care who joined my room to watch with or without tipping. I had inserted two rods deep into me and began pulling them apart. The chat in the room began to pick up and I had almost twenty viewers. I had only $8 in tips. I stretched my tip, crying out in pain. I posted a comment that I was going private in five minutes only taking those who tipped with me. I agreed to perform multiple acts in the private room. The tips. I said I didn’t find my shot. She asked me to wait for 5 minutes. She said she will come along with the snack plate. I said ok and waiting for her. I was in the towel wrapped around my waist by the time mom came to my room. She came to the room with snacks plate and glass of water. She smiled at me as soon as she entered the room. She kept the plate and the glass on the table and came towards me. I stood up from the bed and was standing in front of her. She can see the bulge in the towel that. “Come down here. We need you.”“Certainly not!” She hissed. You’ve hurt me every time we’re alone!” She complained.Torrid incidents had resumed, at irregular intervals. Once, they caught her in the back yard and dragged her between a tree and the fence. They beat her with a fallen branch. That was the oddest incident. They hadn’t tried to fuck her or make her suck them. They just wanted her to fingerfuck herself, while they swatted her already black and blue ass. That time, she couldn’t cum,.