The evening parlor tiredness, rain, tension, then the great experience of multiple orgasms, unbelievably beautiful mating with a strong man like Sumit...The satisfaction derived on account the flood of semen stored inside me. All had combined effect for a good sleep. I believed that Sumit, having lost his virginity to me might also have had a great experience. He was asleep when I woke up by 6 am which was my usual time to get up. I looked at him. He was a very sweet boy.My hand went. ” She orders softly.I see a little glimmer of doubt play in her eyes as she takes hold of the cock and places it to her entrance. She is rubbing it against the opening as she moans. She shifts one lip aside with the cock and pulls the other aside with her free hand.“Push it forward a little baby, just a little,” she whispered.I push forward and feel my girth aided by the oil and her juices force its way in about an inch. I’m looking at her face which is set in a grimace as her teeth bites into. . getting back to this village and what we should do once the slaves have been liberated; if we can I think we should slit a few throats. It'll leave a message to those we don't kill and it'll thin out their ranks."I didn't answer Ben right then and there. I fell silent for a second or two to think about what he had told me. His thoughts on the raid were similar to mine, up to a point that is. I personally felt that the fewer people involved in the raid the better; unfortunately I also knew. The five of us that were left were sitting around a fire pit making s'mores and passing around a few bottles of tequila (we ran out of 'rita mixer). Somehow the bullshitting we were doing turned into asking invasive questions about our personal lives which then evolved into an impromptu game of truth or dare. Suzie went first. Chickened out into a truth about how old she was when she lost her V-card. 11, which threw everybody a curve-ball since she was the straight laced one. Ben went next..