When she came in the kitchen throwing her purse on the table screaming daddddy! Im hunnngry! I thought it wouldnt be any different. I started to pull ...hings out of the fridge for her when I looked over to the table and noticed she was starting to cry. Whats wrong baby? I walked over and sat next to her… What a fucking bitch, you know? at this point Ive learned to just agree with what Daisy is going on about. Who the fuck does that?…Shes just a big fucking bitch…we should get back at her! I was. They wuz both pleased at my offer, so I led them back ta the cabin.The man, Sturdy Tree, wuz impressed by the cabin an' praised our work. When they got inside, the woman, Helen, wuz mobbed by my wives. They were all taken by the baby, a boy, an' just had ta ooh an' ahh all over it. Sturdy Tree couldn't he'p grinnin' in pride, so I knew that we would all be friends.They were fed an' soon told us their story. They were both mixed blood Muscogees an' the gang behind them wanted ta kill them an'. .pit ya tit away and next thing yea hef ta dee is stoke that pussy of yours up in they knickers yea hev on. I want they knickers reeking of cunt juice. Do yea understand...get ya fingers under ya wee dress and frig ya pussy through they knickers and get them minging. There's no fucker about so get to work...when they're wet...take them off and gee them te me...get cracking..."Lesley looked at him in disbelief. She shouldn't have thought it was just just going to be a case of turning up, getting. They entered, and Carter immediately shed his coat and slacks, pulling on a pair of sleeping pants and trading his dress shirt for a t-shirt. Rachel watched him change, enjoying his oblivious display and finding herself decidedly aroused. Carter plopped onto the bed but remained upright. He began to fiddle with the clock radio, trying to find a music radio station to his liking. Rachel just laughed as she pulled out her satin nightie and headed for the bathroom. At that moment, Carter finally.