"Well aware." I nodded, yanking my own shorts down, leaving me in only a pair of boxer shorts, which bulged rather obviously in the crotch."I still th...nk you're too chicken." Helen laughed, her shorts now on the floor, revealing a pair of women's jockey shorts."That why you're still dressed?" I lunged for the shower, turning on the stream of water full blast."Gotta lose the undies!" Helen reminded me, with a laugh.I bent over, dropping the boxers to my knees and kicking them off. My erection. They would not stop and clearly wanted her again so all the men had her a second time but I insisted that they don't fuck her instead shoot their loads of hot spunk over her lovely, little body. I'm sure they would have gone at her again but I could see she could not take any more so I made them stop. They then just zipped up, said thanks and left us there!I cleaned her as best I could but it was obvious she had been well and truly fucked senseless as her stockings was torn and she even had. “Everyone this is Kensy. She is coming with”♦ ♦ ♦After we got the 3 tents set up, 2 were for us and 1 for Kensey, we got dinner going. Since I was the woodsman it was up to me (and 5 20 packs of Ramen) to feed us all. I set up snares and went fishing. I caught 9 brook trout and brought them back. Jake was getting the fire going, Peter was setting up the. ‘Nunzio, don’t break Andre. He will have to hold you back. Don’t worry. I don’t think she will shoot me.’ He grinned wide as the elevator doors slid open. Nunzio stepped out first, adjusting his driver’s hat. Over time it had become a nervous affection the big man did before each up coming fight. Damien casually trailed behind, straightening his back with an appearance of confidence. Instantly his air of dark humor evaporated and was replaced with a cutthroat CEO’s superior march to a.