.. well, how about I getto that later.I spent a couple of hours doing... well, nothing at all, really. I atesupper and didn't bother cleaning the dish...s. I left the TV on while Iwas in the other room. I didn't take out the trash. Basically, I wasjust plain lazy.You're wondering why I didn't get on the phone with my friends and throwa huge party, aren't you? Good question. There are two reasons. One is,all my friends were gone. Remember how I said I was taking a year offbefore college? Well,. . So fucking good!" he groaned, having completely abandoned any attempt to stop me.He was on the verge of cumming. His hands were on my head. His fingers brushed through my long hair before grabbing a handful to control my movement, fucking his daughter's mouth with no more inhibitions. I was now his play toy. I was nothing more than a slut to put his cock into. I wanted it just as badly as he did. I want to be his young slut.At that moment, my whole body belonged to him."Oh God, Melissa!" he. What belonged to the men waiting next door. What it didn't deserve.Disappointment registered in her eyes then. Followed by resignation as I pulled up my shorts, walked to our bedroom door and flung it open.Darryl was the first to come through. "Had me worried, Sam. Worried maybe you were having second thoughts or something."He was followed by five other blacks, three I'd witnessed fucking my wife in previous orgies. Two were newbies and the first gawked at the sight before him."Goddamn. Would. " For how long?" asked Weena at breakfast."I'm not sure. We've got to find out whether the Ghan will make a 'request stop'. Then, I think the best thing would be to come back tomorrow week." M-m-m?"I thought about it for a few moments, and then said: "The Ghan gets to Alice Springs from Adelaide in the afternoon on Mondays and Thursdays. It must be under two hours from the Finke Bridge to here. So we should ask Maddy today whether we'll get from Horseshoe Bend to the train by noon. If yes, we.