The tunnel continued into the side of the mountain beyond where the flashlight could reveal anything. There were smooth domes in the ceiling of the tu...nnel spaced every eight feet or so. They looked to be about 4 or 5 inches across. They looked like lights, but I didn't find a switch on the wall anywhere."Where's the switch?" Cooper asked."You'll find it like you found the doorknob," Bud answered smugly.We stood and scanned the walls, trying to see it the way we'd seen the basement wall, but. "See that, bitch?" asked Rachel. She punctuated her statements with thrusts into my sore asshole. "You wanted to be humiliated, well this is your future! You're going to take real men's cocks up your ass! You're going to beg them to fuck your whore face and shoot their cum down your throat. Then you're going to lick their cocks clean and thank them for using a pathetic small-dicked bitch like you."Sara had stopped touching me and was holding the camcorder again, catching my frantic. I moved as far away as possible, and I had moved on as well as I could. Maybe that’s why I agreed to meet him. Perhaps I was searching for resolution. He told me once that I couldn’t help who I loved. He also told me once that he was not relationship material, a statement I thought he had made as a copout to avoid entanglement. He had always been very direct about his feelings, but still I was reeled in, helpless and hopeless against the searing passion I had felt. In his absence, I began to. He could feel his penis strain against his shorts. He didn’t have his shirt on because it was warm and he had been gathering wood for his campfire. He wanted her so bad now and was happy that it was her who was swimming nude in his stream.By the time she had swum over to the waterfall, he had decided that he would “innocently” stumble on to her clothes that she had left in a neat pile on the shore. So he headed down the trail nervously.The swim felt so good. The water was cool but in the warm.