When the last one had finished fucking me, I noticed that Jonas was still there at the barn’s door, watching at me and smiling. He pulled me to my f...et. I put my top back on and straightened my cum soaked skirt.Then Jonas walked me a little further away from the hotel. I could feel all the black men's semen pouring down my legs, running down my inner thighs and calves, and down onto my ankles and feet. Some other black men followed along behind us. We entered a long hut. It was quite dark. "Mom, I could use another muffin."Katherine butted in. "Oh you could? So you want to stuff your mouth on a muffin, and you want your mother to give it to you. Interesting." She giggled some more.Susan by contrast said, "Sure thing, Tiger. Really I don't understand what the big deal is about a muffin, Angel."Katherine's sexual innuendo - "stuff ... mouth ... muffin" - went right past Susan. It was one result of the bombshell mother being so sheltered from all things sexual for her entire life.. “Don’t move,” he ordered, and then disappeared. He came back, quickly, with a small roll of rope. A few minutes later, Ben had my legs secured. I was spread eagled; one leg tied to the right and the other to the left. My ass hung slightly off the edge. Before I knew it, my wrists were decorated with an elaborate knot that was attached to a utility hook above my head. Once I was totally helpless, he looked to me with questions in his eyes. I knew that he was silently asking for my permission to. "Is that gonna' be a problem?" If it's not a problem for you, it's not for me. Besides, I sleep naked, too, now. Have been for a number of years. Learned that from you" she shot back. "But we're sister and brother so I think we can behave, can't we?"I told her I guessed we could, but deep inside I wondered.Danni crossed to her bed, removed her robe, pulled back her covers, climbed in and said "Good night you two" as she laid her head on her pillow, facing toward us. She was laying there with.