‘It’s just yes or no. Nothing else, or I start carving.’ Tears started to well up in the young man’s eyes. Before he spoke, the man in black a...ready knew. At first he fumbled for words, then seemed to remember what the man in black said. ‘Yes or no, nothing else’. ‘Yes.’ He whispered, and then said it again louder. ‘Yes. I did.’ He started crying, trying his back to fight back the tears. The man in black just sat there, letting him cry. ‘So, as I understand it, after you raped her, you didn’t. Their second stop was at a stream not far from a village. They met a trio of Fulani cattle herders there; their heard of cattle grazed from the bush nearby and some drank from the stream. One of the overseers stripped down and took one of the bitch slaves to the stream and fucked her in the water. Caya went to where Master Amos sat in the passenger seat of the first jeep eating an apple and he allowed her to suck his cock and minutes later came in her mouth; he promised fucking her once they'd. ‘Where’s your dick, Baby?’ ‘Where’s my dick?’ There’s no answer to my question. I feel… a hand… on my dick. ‘Here’s your dick, Baby.’ My eyes are closed. I open them and Lindsay is not but an inch from me, her nose at my nose. Her eyes search mine. She’s holding my dick in her hand, tugging on it. She takes it in both her hands. Holding the shaft with one, she licks the inside of her other hand, then circles my head with her saliva soaked palm. Your dick is where it’s always been,’ she whispers. When he filled me with his warm cream he pulled his cock out and pulled up his pants and told me "That's a start. I will be back later for a lot more." As he left I told him to take the tray out to every one as I cleaned my self up and joined them. Nine o'clock that night Pete knocked at my door. I was ready for him wearing just a silk robe. When he walked in it took him no time to remove the robe and grab a tit. He sucked back and forth on my huge knockers as he finger fucked my cunt. I jerked.