” I said, loud enough for the white guy – the ONLY white guy in the place – to hear. I’d caught HIS name. I hoped he caught mine.“No, please...leave me alone...” I told my assailants.“Gurl, you looks thuteen ... We’s offerin’ you sumthin...”“Please ... As soon as my uncle gets finished...” I looked over at the white guy. I’m starting to get a bit desperate. I hope he sees that.“Carlie,” the guy said, “Ready to go!”“She din’t come here wit’ you,” one of the black guys said.“No, she’s my niece. She. With a little pressure, my finger began to enter her. I didn't push it in too far and retracted it. Then I eased it in, and repeated again and again, each time going a little deeper. Pat was moaning now from my actions, I turned around and declared she was ready.Sam had his mouth attached to her tit, his fingers were working her pussy, and Sam's hand was grasping his shaft. Pat knew it was time again, and her fingers opened her pussy lips more. Her inner lips spread and white cum guarded the. “Maybe we should slow down a little, after all, we have all night.” I said to Fleur. “Ok Mum,” she said. I watched as Mum, gave Jack’s cock a final suck, then she stood up. She unzipped her dress, then let it fall. She stood in her bra and panties, they were a matching set, as I knew they would be. She was lovely, the perfect woman. I noticed Jack’s cock was harder than ever, at the prospect of her taking her knickers off, and getting her tits out. She bent her arms behind herself, unclipping.. Soon there was a good feed in the fish keep.After the tide turned we dropped anchor and cast out using sinkers and sand worm for bait. As always the turn of the tide was pretty unproductive. I had brought a few home brews and some sandwiches with me so we sat and enjoyed the peace. After we had eaten Sister Teresa made the comment."You're not of the faith Jim." A statement not a question."No Sister, I was brought up as a Catholic but I found as I became more aware of things, that religion in.