"She opens the door and ushers me in. It is tastefully decorated - light and airy. "Wow, just as nice inside," I exclaim. She smiles, closing the door...behind us."I'm busting to go to the loo," I say."Down the hall, first door on the left," she says, pointing the way.I run into it and close the door, sitting on the toilet quickly. Relieving my urgency, I wipe and then realise just how wet I've gotten. I finish wiping and flush and wash my hands.As I come out, I see her in the kitchen. She. Ravi came to me and told me that I might like to see Kumar being showered in the bathroom so I went with Ravi to see the action. Kumar was on his knees and the three guys took it in turns to piss on him and into his mouth. Ravi asked if I wanted to see him piss on Kumar, I told him I would rather have him piss on me. Yes please he said so I knelt beside Kumar and moments later Ravi was giving me his hot stream of golden piss over my face and into my mouth. By the time he had finished several of. The rest of the week was much the same. We found the head of the lake. This turned out to be another river that flowed down from the hills and the escarpment to the east. That river was broader and deeper and swifter than the first river that we'd found, but it was just as impassable. Amazingly, the land and the woods swallowed it up about five miles away from the edge of the escarpment. It was like someone didn't want us to travel beyond a certain point.We did figure out the dimensions of our. I imagined a beautiful black man taking me and a lady helping him. In my head I did not see their faces but could feel their touches and my pussy being filled with a massive cock. The contrast of colors and me struggling to take him made me wet. Reaching down, my hand caressed my nude pussy. It felt so strange to touch myself there and not feel the light coat of downy softness my husband loved to stroke. But he wasn't there so it was up to me. My middle finger on my right hand started to flick.