”Pam said, “Ask her to come back on Saturday and bring her kid. I want to see the little tyke and see what she’s like with him.”Saturday just ...efore lunch an old battered black sedan with faded paint and almost no muffler pulled up in front of the house and parked. Heather got out and waved, and then extracted her four-year-old from a child seat in the backseat on the passenger side of the car. She set the little boy down, and carefully held his hand as she allowed him to set the pace for. I swallow. His piss is a bit stronger in bitterness, but by now I'm fine with it. Give it to me. I can take it. All of it. I keep my eyes on him and even give him a wink as he fills my mouth to entirety. He smiles back and shakes it. Piss sprays my face, but I'm quick to shut my eyes this time. His stream lessens and I hold the remaining piss in my mouth. I gargle a bit, swallow, and say "aaaahhh". They like that and laugh.Peter's next up. He tilts my head back and gets his cock really close to. They dropped their spears as one and fell prostrate before me. I could not understand their native babbling, but it rang of a plea for mercy. I replaced the gun it its holster, and extended my arms forward, palms out, in a gesture of welcome. The relief on their faces was unmistakable as they backed away into the woods from whence they had come. There was a great deal of shouting and commotion coming from the forest. Soon, an ornate throne, carried by eight dark, naked men appeared through the. Our forest lovemaking had brought a sense of peace and unity to us that kept us silently smiling the whole ride home. The light was getting long as we pulled into the drive way and before we left the car and unloaded it his eyes caressed mine for a long minute. I felt sticky and hot and whispered that I was going to take a shower before we started the preparations for our evening meal. He nodded still smiling and grabbed the basket from the back as we headed in. I stood in the shower water.