Chitti: “go to gopalakrishna road near the backside of naydu hall I want to go to the small pilayaar (Ganesh) temple there and so I did.We got to th... temple and its actually really small with only one shrine and not much too it but no matter what it was god and that was enough. We went into pray and it was a little cramped so I stood behind my chitti until the pujari was about to show arti and because I couldn’t come in front I put my hands through my chitti and instead of clasping my empty. I had long since realized that Jim was never there, that it was Bear the whole time. I had just been half asleep until he finally took me and woke me up completely. I had just been raped by my own fucking dog for Gods sake and I didnt stop him. I didnt try hard enough. Oh God Im going to hell, I thought. I knew I needed Jim. So I called him. After several rings I heard Hello. Mother, could you please put Jim on the phone, I asked. Honey, its two in the morning. Whats up? Are you alright? she. They were down to their birthday suits quickly. I was pleased to discover the father was a well endowed 8 inch or more guy, and he had passed on the gene to his son, who was a good 7 inches himself; but thicker than his dad. I bit my lips as I saw 2 hard cocks paying their respect to me. I removed my bra without removing my sheer white top. I dropped my thong down and threw it to Joe who wanted to smell it. I stood their and asked them, “So how do you fuck a slut? Do you guys have a system?” . It was calm and the only thing marring the glassy surface were the occasional ripples from a boat cruising along.Riley sensed I wasn’t going to answer her, so she stood and grabbed her lawn chair. “Sorry, Dad.”“It was our second day at Camp Custer,” I answered. Riley sat down again. “The place was an absolute shithole. We called it Camp Custer because somebody had posted a sign over the entrance saying, ‘Little Big Horn II’. The real name was Dush-el-Kebir. I don’t think I’ll ever forget it..