"Allison, what are you doing?"She looks at him briefly, her cheeks turning red, yet a determined look on her face as she pulls off her bikini bottoms ...down to her ankles and steps out of them."What do you think i'm doing.."She turns her eyes back to Marcus and she smiles wickedly as she sits down on his lap, that enormous black cock between them and laying against her flat stomach, her hands move back to wrap around it and she stares down at it amazed as it almost pokes her bellybutton. Marcus's. Ha ha ... the VERY good time.”That was all they got out of the man until they got to the church and he was dropping them off with all their gear and waving goodbye as he headed back home. As he waved goodbye to Bjorn and Jessie he said again, “Yar, you vill have the good time!” Then he added with another chuckle, “And I vill be seeing you on Thursday for the good time too!” Then he was gone.Jessie and Bjorn looked at each other again with just a blank stare that said without words, “What on. He is crying very hard so I must slap him in his face to make him be calm. I learn this in the army to question someone. You cannot question someone hysterical and screaming and crying. First you must slap them or kick them or maybe break a finger to calm them down. Once quiet, you may speak with them.??? ? I must tell you the big fat dicks of my brother and I get fucking hard immediately before we even do anything. Already I enjoy my new occupation. And I have you to thank for this because of. She snorted and turned her back toward me."We walk," I said, "and find a farm house, or a tavern, a town, smith, mill or whatever we come upon." My pretty dress is ruined. I can't go anywhere, let anyone see me like this. Look at my hair." You can wear my shirt, if you want." I pushed a lock of dark hair off her forehead.Her eyes widened and she looked at me as if she was seeing me for the first time as a man."No thank you," she said and stood. "Which way?" Away from the river," I suggested and.