With Sharon sitting on his face, Willy didn’t see much after that, but he enjoyed himself. He munched on tangy pussy while his cock was being sucked...and his ass was getting fingered. He pumped his groin into Rose’s face harder, trying to fill her throat. His penis felt like a pressure washer with its nozzle shut off.Sharon’s pussy juice seeped into his mouth and over his face as Willy licked her clit and tongue-fucked her. He paused when he felt Rose’s mouth vacate his cock, moments before he. He was shocked trough his collar and the fat trucker was holding the remote»Now no more no from you, or you ll get shocked again, understand?«Brad was in a pit of despair, the man was revolting, he fantasized about being a slave to a disgusting man before but actually being here knowing that you will have to literally lick the sweat of this b**sts whole body.... it gagged him.»Yes master«»Good now let’s get to a hotel room slut«End of part oneBrad was in trouble now. The fat trucker ordered him. It was the rainy season, so there was plenty of forage for the animals, a crucial ingredient when planning a gathering. After walking for over a week, John spotted dust in the air in two different places."Yes" said the Headman, "We are getting close, and it looks like we are early enough to get a prime camp." The camping was first come, first served, but what was the best spot two weeks earlier was not so great after two weeks of camping, so it didn't do to get here too early either. They could. In the state I was in, I was realizing how stupid I’d been about a lot of things, how I’d taken her for granted. ‘Is that how you felt with me?’ I asked. She just looked me straight in the eye and then looked away. It gave me chills. ‘But why?’ I asked. ‘You didn’t even know me.’ ‘I knew you from your writing. You’re so apparent in your writing. And I knew you from watching you. It was love. Who can explain love? It’s simply fucking terrible, Russell.’ There were spirits fighting with spirits.