Ezra and Sean drew back away from the river to discuss their attack on the other side of the road. They decided to swing around to the end of the skir...mish line and work their way back toward the road, since this had worked so well on the first part of their attack.They pulled back another 150 feet and moved through the brush to the end of the firing line. The found the first man in line and used the same technique as before. Ezra's shot caused a wound which would be eventually fatal, but did. Once, has she could not withhold her enema any more, in order not to disobey him she had come on herself but she had been punished nonetheless. Punished for punished at least by seating on the bucket there was less of a mess to clean afterwards. This time round was no exception and once again she had to sit on the bucket without his permission. Once she was finished he told her to resume her position on all four and inserted the probe in her and filled her up with milk again. This time instead. “I had myself a fucking huge orgasm with my favourite vibrator thinking about this shoot. It’s been soooo loooong since I did anything really fucked up! I was thinking that we could really get nasty, make these shots so freaking horny that he can’t use them for anything except wanking, and we get to keep the stuff after! Whaddya say?” Eve swallowed. She’d heard about this girl, and the temper tantrums when she didn’t get her own way. She paused briefly, gulped, nodded. “Hey, I got something for. I have to confess, I just don’t know how or what to say. I don’t know what my husband will do.”‘Horn Dog’ said, “I’m a call away if you need help.” Mary thanked him for his support as they hung up. Mary became depressed as she thought about confessing to her husband. The words she would use kept going on and on in her head. Would she just tell him that she wanted to fuck black men? She knew she couldn’t tell him it was a one time thing that just happened, she knew he had to know she was.