They have all confessed their misdeeds. Even my husband confessed to offering you money on several occasions. To your credit, each and every time he d...d, you told him exactly where he could stick his money. For as little as he was asking, and for as much as he offered, I think most girls would have given those offers serious consideration."Pam appeared surprised that he would have confessed those offers. In truth, they were tempting, and now that she had a car that always needed gas on a tight. ” Tracy stopped her hand about halfway up Lamont’s dick. “That ain’t much bigger than your husband’s, is it?” “Probably about half an inch bigger. Maybe.” Lamont shook his head. “You’re going to get some real dick today. I know you tired of that little shit.” He paused to enjoy the feeling of her gliding hand up and down his dick. “Keep sucking on my dick,” he said and put his hand on the top of her head. Without resisting, Tracy lowered her head back onto Lamont’s dick and slobbed it even. The liquor warming my body, traveling all day and walking around tonight is catching up with me. I slip off my shoes and watch Ethan walk into the bathroom. He leaves the door open and runs the sink as I turn to lay my head on a pillow. This bed is so fucking soft and smells of fresh linen...so comfortable. Too comfortable apparently. I turn and feel soft sheets against my skin and when I open my eyes the room is dark, everything quiet. I prop myself up on my elbows and realize I’m under the. She begins to wish she could die or at least pass out, but the spit did not puncture any major organs and is not blocking her breathing and the adrenalin prevents her from losing consciousness. She just cries as she is slowly rotated and cooked.After countless hours, the residents finally lift Kat up from the supports over the fire. They carry her to a table made from a very large tree stump and carefully begin to remove the spit from her. Very weak and unable to move, she feels the spit slide.