I remarked that they seemed to all be well versed in sexual activities. He mentioned that being trader women and then Dumdee captives had opened them ...o just about any type of sex that might be demanded of them. He told me that Dumdee women usually never objected to sex and he was surprised that the Dumdee woman who was killed had so objected. He said pole dancing by one usually straightened out any others who might be contemplating having objections.After a short lunch break, we continued and. Shall I continue I asked her? Again she cleared her throat and whispered barely audible yes fine. I picked up the plate with her turd on it and brought it to my face.It was dark brown and bumpy about 6 inches long and curled a bit I took a deep whiff of her ass candy and It smelled divine nice and earthy no sulphur or rotten egg stench.My hand was working slowly up and down my cock and the pre cum was starting to appear. She rapidly fills a large eating vessel and orders, "Mira give me that MRE and here is a big bowl of my beef stew. Now if I ever see you eating pig slop like that again I will spank you with my spoon."Alexi laughs, "Chef Mabel, I would like to see that."She shakes her spoon at Alexi and teases, "Young man, if you don't behave there will be no beef stew for you."Alexi bows his head in contrition, "I am sorry Chef Mabel, please accept my humble apologies."Chef Mabel smiles at him and hands him a. I wanted to touch myself and did. “Are you going to jerk off?” he asked. “Yeah I think so.” “Good me too.” Before I could really think about what we were doing I had my hand down my pants and rubbing the length of my shaft as I walked over to my dresser to get some baby oil to enhance the stimulation. In the mirror I saw Thomas bending over pulling his shorts off his ass towards me. His butt was sweet chocolate brown, smooth and unblemished and something I’d seen many times before but at that.