"Can I help you?" Yes, did you learn to butcher?" No, I wasn't allowed."It hurt Pelle to see her obvious dismay over her lack of skills, and he touche...d her cheek. "I'll teach you, don't worry."That afternoon, Pelle taught Ingeburg the use of a skinning knife. He also showed her how to sharpen a knife, how to cut a buck open, how to gut it, and how to cut it into the various parts. He showed her what the covered bucket with urine was good for. The stale urine turned into ammonia, and that was. ..The rain had stopped there outside.As I got in my car, the phone buzzed and I checked my messages.It was a black guy, asking if I was available for a threesome.I answered we could meet at a nearer darkened parking lot…He agreed and some minutes later I was there.I saw both black guys waiting for me; but I warned them my asshole was sore and I would not accept anal. One of them, Tyrrell, said he wanted to feel just my red lips wrapped around his cockhead…The other one, Samson, smiled and said. A glow spread across my body from my neck to breasts to my thighs. Nikhil exhaled deeply as his cock twitched and pulsed and I felt his hot seed spurting deep inside me as we mutually climaxed. L opened my mouth wide in a silent scream as the orgasm exploded through me and my nails dug into his flesh. My vagina muscles rippled as it milked his rock hard shaft drawing his baby making seed deep into me. He seemed to carry on pumping into me for ages. Mumbled word of obscene encouragement. He discussed her care with me, telling me about diet, exercise, restrictions and when he wanted to follow up with her.The weather was warm, it was May. We'd had some rain storms and lightning in the past few days and it was typical for this time of year. I could see in the West a line of thunderstorms were building and it looked like it could be stormy tonight. I never did turn the radio on to hear that they were forecasting bad storms for our area tonight. We were under a storm watch, and I.