The guys watched as she did so. Soon after they ordered her back above the water where rope tying was done to her arms and hands. When such was done, ...a longer rope was produced and thrown to sling around a sturdy branch stretching over the rather quick moving stream of water, its foundations a tree. Using the branch to support and leverage Becky, they pushed her over the side, unexpectedly because all Becky was doing was asking what they were doing in the most annoying manner possible. She was. Time slowed down as I realized just how bad I was in that moment - this was by far the dirtiest thing I’ve ever done, both figuratively and literally. And before I could react, that first rope of completely unknown cum hit my face.Had I lost my mind? This was too far, I told myself. I had to stop, NOW. And yet, I kept stroking him and just looked up at him, my face streaked with that first rope of dirty cum.John looked away from my wife’s photo momentarily to peer down at my face and saw that I. "I need to go back up to the van and change. Mr. Marcus, could I please have the key?"Annie shoved my shoulder. "Don't let her go alone, Daddy. We'll be okay here. There are still four of us."I agreed, following Sally up the steep hill. More than once Sally lost her footing on the damp grass, and I had to grab her to prevent her from tumbling down the embankment, taking me with her. I had several opportunities to touch her body, each time making a frantic grab regardless of where my hand. I watched her for a while. She was giddy and giggling. He turned her around and she bent over. He lifted her skirt and pushed her thong aside to allow access to her vagina. He entered easily. She looked back at him and bucked back like she wanted to give him a wild ride. He grabbed a fist full of her hair and pulled her head back and rammed in hard. Her face told the story. She was a natural born slut like Marlee and Sindi. He stood her up and led her to the back. When they came out, I avoided.