Suffice it to say it involved using the theodolite—after calculating back bearings from my original compass bearings—and marker poles. From each o...f the three prominent reference points, taken note of when burying the lad, we established a line of marker poles. Where these three lines intersected would give an indication of the location of the grave. I say’ indication’ as an exact location depended on the accuracy of my initial compass bearings, and how skilfully I had manipulated the. Sandy and Randy looked at each other seemed to come to an agreement. "We'll do it, but I don't think we can carry you along." You won't have to." Bolle answered as he morphed into a large eagle flew high into the clear blue sky. He circled the lake and then dived from a great height into the peaceful water of the pool. He emerged at the edge as a large dolphin and swam away with the twins on his back laughing and giggling."Does he play with them like that all the time?" Joe asked as he removed. They are walking slowly to the cotton fields with their hoes and plows making noise. John listens and is outraged to hear their voices hum and sing such soulful songs. Why are they doing that? His slaves sing low but sweet. It mystifies him how they could sing at this hour. The slaves pull out their empty sacks and other tools and begin to work in the field, but they continue to sing songs of salvation. Their voices merge into an emotional chorus of sorrow and redemption like nothing this. I take off Alex’s cock from my mouth and I tell John that I wanted him to come in my mouth. John withdraws leaving my anus open for a second because then Alex comes from behind me and enters me again. John comes in front of me and feeds me with his cock. I keep on sucking him feeling his cock erupting in my mouth and his hot jizz running from the cock head. I keep on swallowing because I want to taste all his cum. It is salty, thick and yummy. I open my mouth and still have cum in my mouth, I.