I feel really good and relaxed. Until I sit up. There's thisdull ache way low in my stomach. It's not terrible but it'suncomfortable as hell and al...ost feels like the leftovers of being kickedin the balls. I grimace against the pain and rub under my balls gently. Too much masturbating and being hard almost all day yesterday, probably. I ignore it and take my shower. In fact, I ignore a lot of what happenedyesterday. The memory of the night before last is there but easier toshove away. . I exited the bathroom and rounded the corner, and was met by Kate in the hallway, just out of view of the others. I presumed she needed to use the washroom, and smiled at her and tried to move around her. But she stepped in front of me. She was swaying just a little, likely from the booze, and had glassy eyes and a big smile."Hi, Mark," she said, as if I'd just walked into the house."Uh, hi, Mrs. Volker." Call me Kate," she said, in her quiet voice. Then she moved closer to me, and put her. He'd always been too afraid of hurting her to go all the way before. Nowhe squirmed under her trying to stop, still afraid of hurting her or thebaby. Biting harder on her lip she grinned as she let his strugglesslowly fill her backside with his cock."Ohhhh, ooohhh godddd J, Jayyyy. Don't, don't stop moving itnowwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww," she moaned tears streaming down her face. "Ohhhgod I want itttttttt. Fuck my tight fat pregnant ass." She was grindingher clit into his pelvic hair. "Fuck me Jay,. We tried making big communal beef stews to give all six of us a hot dinner at night, but we'd just about come to blows over the last scrapings in the bottom of the pot. We were eating constantly but feeling like we were starving. It wasn't good for our morale and caused quite a few sub-surface tensions to start to boil over.For a week we visited at least ten different field locations, climbed hills, chipped out frozen rocks and then cut down small trees to construct lean-to's and small huts out.