It was the first outside contact they'd had since waking here and seeing that awful video. He knew he'd be quizzed mercilessly once he was finished li...tening to whatever the message was about.It took him fifteen minutes to stop shaking once he'd played the message, and called the guy that sent it to set up a physical meeting to discuss it. It wasn't that he was personally upset, because he'd half-suspected something of the sort and had dreaded the alternative explanations; he was upset because. I was a little excited so I asked what was it.He told me he is on a 6 weeks vacation and what Jerry said next gave me goose bumps.Jerry said he is in St.Lucia.I laughed.He said seriously.I said proove it.He started to describe where he was.He was in a cafe having breakfast.I said thats funny I am in a cafe as well having breakfast.We both frooze and stopped typing for a while.I asked him to name the cafe and oh my gosh Jerry typed "The Morning Stop".I died for 10 seconds.I typed "Me Too".I. It was not the owners I really wanted to talk to, but the occupant of the house to their right. Knocking on the door, I was admitted by Mrs. Campbell, the owner, an elderly black woman. ‘I don’t know about this.’ she said. ‘The Iron Crowbar in my house is an omen. You know I shouldn’t be talking to you. My people and the cops don’t have a good history. But the big man around here, T-Square, he says you are the real deal, so I’ll help you if I can.’ ‘I appreciate that.’ I said. ‘So you were a. "Damn this bitch feel sooo good n tight King!" Tim said huffing and puffing as he started fucking in and out.He kept saying it over and over again and I was enjoying being fucked. Tim fucked me a lot longer than King did and King got beside me and made me start sucking him again until Tim stopped ramming in and out and started shooting his cum inside me. I didn't realize how much I would love being fucked by both and I just wanted to let them keep doing it. And they did.They took turns fucking.