Sure enough there was water. I followed it up stream trying to find a closer spot to the clearing with my tent. I got within a couple of hundred yards...of the cleaning. Those two hundred yard were thick and hard to walk through. Since I didn’t have anything to eat since the chopper ride, I was really hungry. While I was out exploring, I was thinking a lot about food. I hoped that between the waterhole and camp, I would find something edible. If not animal then maybe vegetable.I had been give a. I knew that my next move would cause an escalation to us eventually fucking, and I let my hand drop down to cover his cock lump. He smiled and sucked even harder when he felt my hand there.I continued to rub his cock, and then kissed his forehead, before asking, “My oh my, Bryan, did this big thing get all hard for me? My David is nicely hung, but it feels like you have a python in your pants. Do you mind if I get a better feel of it, in the flesh?”He was smiling as he suckled me and shook his. Enjoy your taste, God knows how many others have."She lowers her eyes in shame, licking hr lips slowly. Her taste is on her tongue, her cheeks enflaming. She has nothing to say to his comment.He lifts her dress up to her shoulders. She can feel his eyes burning her. He takes his left hand and presses her into the bed.He lifts her bra up off her breasts in a single movement. He sees fresh bruises surrounding her nipples. His blue eyes narrow, his voice barely a whisper,"This is how you spend. She had been awakened and she liked it.Jennifer, on the other hand was lost in thought. She was First Girl. Paul had said so. It was time that she made that clear but how would she do that?Paul sat down at the table, Betty and Jennifer went to select his food. Jennifer was feeling somewhat confused. On one hand, she loved Betty as her slave sister and could not imagine her leaving the triad but, on the other hand, she wanted Paul to acknowledge, and more importantly, make her feel her place as.