But I know I had to do it. To not do it would be the deaths of all I held dear.Trembling with fear, and I left the two ladies and our children and car...fully, slowly, painstakingly, dug and tugged a gap through the wall at the back and snuck out.There was a half moon and clear sky and visibility was good, although everything seemed to be shades of gray.I knew that one of the English men would be on sentry by the fire. No good woodsman would sit by the fire to keep watch as it meant all saw you,. The tops of my breasts, my shoulders, thighs and ass were stillexposed. I hurried into the rest of the costume, hoping for extracoverage.My hopes were to be disappointed, however. The rest of the ensembleconsisted of only hose shoes, hat and gloves. The hose were dark, reachingup to mid-thigh, where they were held up by lacey white elastic garters.The shoes were extremely high heels, arched and padded so that I couldonly walk on tiptoe. The gloves were black silk, with white pearl buttonsand. The other men in the bar had been watching and heard most of what Calvin and Chester were saying. They could also tell from my wedding ring and the way that I was being treated, that I was someone else’s wife.When we got up to head out to the van, those men began clapping and cheering at the conquest of another white wife by black men. One of those men even got close to me as we were leaving and said, “You’re in for a real treat tonight, you little white whore. I know Calvin, and I’m sure that. I held his hand closed the door and made him walk to your bedroom there I and Michael were naked. Michael said, “Why are you still dressed up?” Hearing this Raj was happy and undressed.Both of my kids sat on either side Michael was playing with my boobs and I was rubbing their dicks with my hands to erect them. Then both of them started licking, sucking with boob. It felt lovely. Michael held his finger to my vagina, kept inside and started shaking them. Raj kept them near my thighs and was.