It was late summer and in the deepening twilight the moon was rising. She sat on a wooden bench looking out over the river. It was running slowly now,...the melted snow from the mountains far upstream having long ceased its influence. She heard the plops of fish leaping to feed on hapless insects, and the screeching of corellas settling down for the night in the cliffs beyond the town. Farther along the bank from where she sat a couple of houseboats had pulled in and there was laughter and music. " Seemed like a lot of stuff," Mike agreed. "But, we couldn't see how to get by on much less." Look, unload all that stuff," Jim said. "Then, take yourself a tarp, and set it down into the basket, spread out, and pile your stuff on the tarp. Then, when you get loaded, you can tie it up into one big bundle." That's why we came here," Mark said. "We knew you'd set us on the right track." Used to sleep out on the trap line, sometimes," Jim said. "Didn't have two sleds to haul all the stuff,. I had been expecting this. First Cindy fucked Susan with it for a few moments. I saw her strain and wriggle, and flinch in pain as it struck her cervix. having moistened it this way, Cindy returned to me, yanked me to a bent-over kneeling position by my hair, and without ceremony inserted it carefully and steadily into my asshole. I flexed and grasped around the huge thing impaling me, my cock stiffening to parallel it, trying but failing to gasp in pain through the constricting gag. More and. I was fucked repeatedly. At one point there were more than one out with me, and no one waited. Each found a hole to fuck, even if the preferred hole was occupied. I was cunt fucked, and my ass found itself full on occasion, too. Any cock that appeared in that end came around to the front to use my mouth. I guess they all knew I had to suck clean all the cocks that fucked me. Even the ones who fucked my ass. I had grown used to ass-to-mouth with the training Master gave me, so this wasnt too.