I idly wondered if either man would ever make it back to their village.Oh, well, I could not dwell on the fate of these two men. I still had 16 more A...aches to take care of. Yes, it looked like they had lost me. I could see a lot of stirred up sand where they had ridden around trying to find my tracks leading away from the ambush. I probably had been luckier than I really deserved, but they had not found my tracks and had eventually ridden off in a direction opposite to the one I had followed.. .. like... I lie down and he gets on top of me and... you know? He fucks me." Sally looked at her teacher with a very serious expression on her face as she spoke. "But Uncle Ben says I can't ever tell nobody that he does it. You won't tell, will you Mr. Slade?" Of course not, Sally." Sam began to pull her panties down and the girl suddenly backed away."Wait, Sir." And Sally pulled her flimsy top off over her head and unfastened the waist of her skirt, letting it drop in a heap around her. He looked up and asked if the shirt was an invitation or just in the spirit of the season so I figured my nipples had done their first job of the evening. Playing coy I said that the invitation was suitably sized to accommodate the size of the guest and he just laughed. Thinking I was just playing around he asked if my hubby was going to come out to the camp or if he was going to leave that to the real men so I played back and asked if he knew where I could find one of these real men. Didn’t. She took off her top and she could see that her tits were soaked with sticky brown fluid. The tops of her tits pressed up by her bra were brown and sticky.When she slipped off her shorts and panties she could see that even her cunt hair was a matted mess. Standing naked before one of the sinks she rinsed out her clothes, wrung them out and then hung them in various places to dry.She grabbed a towel and headed into a stall. She turned on the warm water and stood luxuriating as the pleasant.