My ass was on fire and I bared myself and tried not to move from their vicious whipping. Through clinched teeth I spoke to Millissa, having difficult... talking from the pain."Millissa, sweetheart you must do it too and very hard."There was a pause as Olivia and Cynthia took a short break, and Millissa slapped my already raw ass with a vengeance. I jerked and yelled from the pain, and she laid down several more very hard smacks. She was letting me have it in anger and I didn't blame her a bit.. He started to groan real loud and it was time. I was going to hold his cock down my throat until he came his entire sack. Finally his sack started busting. The first shot of cum was like a shotgun blast! As he shot it out his piss hole he growled like a wild b**st in pleasure. His first blast shot the back of my throat so hard. After that, shot after shot, after shot, after shot, after shot of cum just filled my mouth, my throat, and my belly. His nut sack shot out so much cum I literally. I’d begun to think of her as a sexual predator, but she suddenly seemed extremely subservient. ‘Yes, sir. Thank you for letting me stay in the company, then. I’ll do anything you say, sir. Anything. But… sir?’ He didn’t respond verbally, but indicated for her to continue with a motion of his fingers. ‘Do I have to ride one of the buses home?’ she pleaded. ‘I feel… awfully self-conscious about riding with the others. Can someone take me?’ He thought for a second. ‘Go upstairs to the room you had. It was now probably about a foot deep under the house and two feet deep by the stairs where I was docking. I was boating back in from the levee with groceries when I spotted someone kayaking toward me from several houses downriver. Come to think of it, that was the direction of all the noise, commotion and lights over the Memorial Day weekend a couple weeks ago. Well, at least the Independence Day holiday would be a bit quieter. Not many people come down to the river road cabins when the water.