.. inside you... andthen alternating... after every dozen strokes or so... waiting...untilHe's all the way in... to His big flopping balls... and then... closingyour legs again... with both knees... once again... trapped... upunderneath His armpits... to somewhat compensate... for your whorishlooseness... and try and make... for a tighter fit... like agirlfriend... around His black cock... to help Him cum... as you lookover... to your left... because you can't help yourself... and yourperverted.... Different from the first. I remember that the boys seems to have hundreds of different calls. I blink to increase magnification. Looking up into the trees I see nothing at first, but then a form takes shape. Blinking I focus in on the form and see it is Clade. Good to know. The boys have been given guns, guns and bullets, sigh. I do hope we do not live to regret it.The need to move and shift becomes stronger. Like a ghost I drift away from Holliday and his hiding place. I move at a slow pace,. I leaned back on the bed and toyed her pussy with my hands. I heard a moan from her as I inserted my finger into her vagina. Her hole was bigger and I had to insert my three fingers to tighten it up. As I moved my fingers back and forth, I heard her moaning slightly. I understood that she was taking a liking for it.I began to finger fuck her faster and faster, and I realized that she was not licking my pussy. She was pushing her hips closer to me, wanting me to go faster and faster. My fingers. She called out, "Peter again..oh you naughty man!"A finger touched her lips , she was to be quiet. She loved these games, loved peters dominance and control. She kissed his finger then in a fit of mischief raised her head and sucked the finger, letting her head bob up and down on the digit, laping at it with her tongue. After a minute the finger was removed..she licked her lips and said "more please".She heard through the muffling ear plugs the radio go on, two seperate noises many voices many.