Was working on his Journal, and the kids were sitting outside the boy’s tent talking and enjoying the cooler night air.After packing everything away..., I went into our tent and kissed my husband. “I’m going to see the kids, Don. I’ll try not to be too late.” Don Sr. knew exactly why I was going to see the kids. He patted my ass and said, “Have fun.”I walked down to the kids and said. “I need to talk to you,” and went into the boy’s tent. They followed me in just as I knew they would. I started. "We can eat and then I'll drive you over to the Dark Horse to get your truck." That sounds good, umm." I hesitated trying to remember her name.She quickly came to my aid. "Carrie."Oh yeah. That's right. I remembered, but why did it have to be so close to Karen?We talked over breakfast, and she filled me in on the previous evening. I had told her, evidently, everything about Karen that I never would have told any girl as beautiful or as unfamiliar as her. I guess I really did get hammered.Carrie. Whoooosssshhhh,…. And his lund popped out of my gaand while I was doing this. And as I lay on top of him and felt his arms surround me, I slowly calmed down.I watched Raja jacking off for awhile but he stopped and drank his beer.“Suck on me for ahwile” Kamal said and I moved to his feet where I found his soft lund and I nursed on it like a starving calf until it hardened again.It took quite a while until his next streams of fluid poured out all over my face and body.“let’s get you washed off”. They made her walk around the cabin with her nudity fully exposed. Virtually every night one or both of them fucked her. While they were at work during the day, Claudette was left on the bed with her wrists tied behind her back. Her ankles were also tied. One time, she managed to get herself off the bed, only to fall on the floor. She had to lie there nude until Otis and Desmond got back. Claudette didn’t try that again.After the first few days of their large black cocks being forced into her.