I’d licked, sucked, kissed and rubbed his cock and his huge nut sack all over my face. I loved his smell, how he felt, seeing my white hands wrapped...around his big Black cock! I finally told him I had to stop and he said ‘What?’ I repeated myself and so did he, I looked at him confused as he gave me a rather stern look… Then I took a shoot in the dark and asked if I could please stop, he smiled and said ‘You can stop for awhile, BITCH!’ I sat down and grabbed my now warm beer as he told me,. As he worked his way around the camp, studying it for details, he saw something that made him boil with rage. The small nude body of a young girl child maybe seven or eight years from the looks of her had been thrown out of the nearby tent to lay in the sun. He could see even at this distance the blood covering the upper and lower half of her body from her throat. It had been cut open. He could also tell she had also been brutally raped from the blood on her legs. Her head though looked as. She moaned and pressed against me. Jenny was facing away from me, her head trapped there by Bob's. He was sliding his tongue around her mouth and ear as he slowly worked his massive cock in and out between her legs. I moved on top of Sarah and slid easily into her wet slick sheath. Bob was now staring at me in the dark. I swung my body over so that, with my cock imbedded in Sarah's hot pussy, I could slide my head in between Bob's licking tongue and my wife's wet face. I used my hand to turn. All of them were very flat on one side and they were also made of oak. I wanted to test then so I took the medium sized one and I hit my hand with it many times. It did sting a little, and they looked like they would work well for both brushing her hair and for spanking me. Then a young female sales clerk approached me and asked, “Can I help you? Watching you, it looks like you might have another use for these too.” “I didn’t think you noticed. Yes, these brushes work be like a late and double.