My son!’ the man moaned. ‘I cry my own tears for your loss,’ Paul assured the man. ‘He was a child,’ the man cried. ‘You killed the comman...er?’ Paul asked. ‘He killed my son,’ the man sobbed, coming closer. ‘If they find you have the knife, they will kill you,’ Paul said. ‘I do not care,’ the man said defiantly. ‘But what of your wife?’ Paul said. ‘She is young and she needs you to be there to protect her.’ The man looked at the hut where his wife, his parents and his two sisters slept. ‘Give. As I expected, it was full of toys, leashes, easy-escape handcuffs and such, and at the bottom, a nice sized plug.I rammed it straight up my leaking hole and got up, a plan for later already forming in my mind. Chloe and Carter were on the floor now, his big black boner jackhammering her ass in the missionary position. My own hardon was back at attention, and needing so much more than the brief penetration I'd enjoyed earlier, I mounted Carter's muscular butt and drove myself in.He took it in. Black flesh tunnels distending both earlobes, his name badge reads 'Sev'; his appearance somehow jarring with the surroundings, but Suzy smiles and greets him like an old friend, making small talk.Alex is also aware that he, a casually dressed student, was attracting the curiosity of the exclusively male clientele, but Suzy, as the only woman, wasn't. Suzy breaks his contemplation saying, "So, just Alex, I hope I'm not keeping you from anything important." Taking a slurp of his cappuccino, Alex. Jon came over to me, "Get dressed whore" he ordered and slapped my face hard. I quickly put on the items and when I had finished; my heart was beating faster as I anticipated what was to happen next. Jon grabbed my hair and pulled me out of the cabin, "Walk next to me" he said as he let go of my hair and led me to the bridge. I was now shaking a bit as we crossed the bridge and started walking down the narrow path. Walking in 6" heels over that rough ground wasn't easy, but I managed to keep a.