”“Go ahead. Why not nametags?”Dave already had some makeup on his body to support his Indian costume. Janet took a red Sharpie from a nearby tab...e and wrote ‘Dave’ above his left breast. Dave noted that just about everybody else also got their names imprinted on their bodies. Janet explained about the nametags, “We didn’t do the stick-on nametags because in only a few hours we’ll all be naked or nearly so, and the nametags will long be gone. This way we’ll know whom we’re fucking. I’d remember. "Describe her to me." Unkempt, crude, severe hang-ups, unpredictable, and deceptively cunning." That tells me nothing. Be more specific." It must have been something I said. Right out of the blue, she started raving about a bad marriage. She's lost her pride in her appearance, and I think she's in serious danger of drowning in her own tears. She has a sense of humor, but I believe it's been a long time since she's had a good laugh. I want to give her that, but first, I've got to make her talk.". She watched, pleased, as one of the bundles opened to reveal a pair of shoes. Though again simple and practical, after being so long barefoot she'd learned to appreciate even the simplest of shoes.“So uh,” Zu’gar said as she chewed a mouthful of meat, “You said I had equipment. You uh, said we would talk about it later. Now is later.”Lace smirked over at her, “Now is later, I’ll give you that. Mm, let's just say I’m not like other humans and there's something that you specifically can help me. Before I started I massaged Jim's hairy thick back to relax him, I told him to be relaxed as possible as it would be easier and he wouldn't be in so much pain. I'm fucking ready he said, give me a good fucking. I line my cock up with his hole, it was difficult to begin with until Jim was totally relaxed then half of my shaft just slipped in. Jim put his hands back and told me to hold them, I grabbed them and he squeezed my hands tight, I pulled on the and it helped me with the final penetration.