After several minutes of simply accepting the water's gift of survival, Lou lifted his aching body enough to stiffly turn his head and study the shack...whose sight had brought him this largess. Through fever bright eyes he noted several goats milling around one side of the dilapidated structure. They bleated while pushing their noses into the bare ground. No one appeared to be taking care of them.Given the broken-down condition of the shack, Lou wondered if anyone lived here at all. Sure, people. As she poured drinks the sissy maids sank to their knees, each one'shands disarranging the other's scanty clothing. The woman peeked atthem and smirked to herself. Her boss was an expert at influencing guysin their situation. Mr. Prand watched hungrily. He accepted his drinkand took a sip, sighed approvingly, and set the glass on the table.Ted and Jack were still pawing each other furiously when they came totheir senses. The temporary loss of control that Mr. Prand hadmanipulated them into. It was average, at best.I pulled her back up and pushed her onto her back. I mounted and waited for her to guide me in. She didn't. I finally reached down, took my dick, and placed it the the entrance of her pussy. I slowly slid into her while I looked in her eyes.I fucked Bridget. She just laid there. I know she was kind of enjoying it because she moaned from time to time, but she was being fucked, and not fucking me. I could tell, this was going to be a work in progress.I pulled out, rolled. “Jill and I talked a lot the last couple of days and I’m good with where things are. We’ll take it step by step, but for now, I’m fine for her to spend time with Josh and Freddy. They seem like good guys, and although it’s a bit embarrassing to admit, it helps us fill the gap left by Chris.”The giant black teacher gave a deep sigh. “You know, with the lifestyle I lived before in L.A., I’ve seen more than my fair share of couples, and how they do or don’t cope with the lifestyle. And it’s really.