It does looks more comfortable than HER torture chamber.”Ed gasped, “I have a feeling this ain’t for no Swedish massage.”Jessica was giggling ...ith Linda and Mary, at our nervous remarks.I reminded everyone that Jess was a virgin and was to remain that way until after July, 20th. I could tell Bill and Larry, in particular, were still somewhat leery of the fact that Jessica wasn’t 17 yet. She also now had a ‘deer in the headlights’ look about her.Jessica, surprisingly, spoke up, “Look everyone,. ” He then led her over to the cage and locked her inside.Once she was in the cage, he returned to the big trailer and dragged out another small trailer. This one wasn’t really a trailer. It was more of a sign on wheels which he connected to the back of the trailer holding the cage.The sign looked very much like the side of the bus. It had the picture of missy in chains and said, “slave missy’s Punishment Tour. Witness the punishment of a repentant terrorist.” What was different was a white. I rammed by cock faster and faster into her pussy. She shoved her ass quickly up and down on my cock, impaling herself again and again on my long shaft. When she realized that I really was going to cum in her, she let out a moan and then began to quiver in delight. As I felt my cock throbbing and swelling with near-orgasm, her cunt contracted in rhythmic spasms of pleasure. “Oh, God, Shailendra … you’re making me cum! I’m cumming …you’re making your aunt cum. Make me cum. Fuck your aunt, she. So I pulled myself out from the gentle embraceof the tepid waters, and resumed my journey. The surrealscenery slid past me, putting me in a languid state of mind.I headed up several of the many side canyons, and eventuallyfound a teeny little sandy spot where I could beach theboat. But there was no level sight to set up my tent. So Ihoisted the loaded pack onto my back and started up a littlefoot-trail that meandered around the huge boulders, up andinto a narrow crevice in the cliffs. It was.