"Me neither...we really are slutty tonight!" They both started giggling as Camaire reached under Celia's dress and dabbed her perfumed finger around h...er crotch area. "I can't see so I'm going to put my head under. Spread wider." With her finger, Camaire traced the outline of Celia's tiny pussy lips and fingered over her large clit. "Wow you have a hot pussy. I feel my own tingling now." This caused Celia to giggle even more. As Camaire traced Celia's slit, she felt her finger get even more. This unpleasant lady had not become any more friendly - less so, in fact! All that Katie was aware of, by this time, was the unremitting daily struggle for survival. She was surprising herself more and more at just how good a survivor she was turning out to be!The Captain spent much of his day in an upstairs room, photographing Miss O'Brien's daily life from behind a one-way window. On the fifth day of non-stop rain he had the photo session of a lifetime! The incessant downpour meant that poor. Yet he she was, willingly impaled on Jerome and what's more, enjoying it. I heard Jerome say, "Which one of you black studs wants to be the first to fuck this beautiful white cunt?" and then to Amy, he said "You got something' to tell them Babe?."Amy seemed to be looking straight at me as she said,"I'm a dirty white slut and I want to be fucked by your big, black cocks!"The men encircling the rug removed their clothes and once they were naked, Jerome slid Amy off his cock and she lay on her. Looking around the room I rolled my eyes. I was happy about the outcome but still a little pissed at myself for making such a stupid mistake. I had gone through the suggestions and weeded out the ones I didn’t want, I had thanked the guys for all their ideas, and then I started fantasizing about my upcoming weekend. What I had forgotten to do was reset my own account to stop forwarding emails. At some point during the week someone had sent in at least one more suggestion. The only reason I was.