Then I wasn’t there anymore. I was in a forest, but the rocks and trees were blurs beneath an orange twilight, casting the world in shadows and dim rays of sun. A songbird’s whistle echoed on the wind, fading in and out of clarity, becoming both near and distant. There was a silhouette in the fog, androgynous and indiscernible. A woman was speaking in my ear, whispering truths I could not know with my waking mind. They carved themselves into my cognizance, then scarred without pain. Transient thoughts moved over the wounds like a tide over footprints in the wet sand, indian and the idea that had been imbedded there was lost to me. The silhouette in the fog faded, but I knew now its purpose. I was to go to it when the deed was done. When what deed was done? Where was I? “Good girl, Fifty-One.” Mistress said softly, “Here is your reward.” One of the men came up behind me and drove his cock into my gaping ass. My over-sensitized body reacted violently to the intrusion; my back wrenching into an arch, my hips sex pushing backward to take all that I could. I was too loose. Though the man sated my need for invasion, he could not fill me. I needed more. I see an image of Hoola nude on the bed beside me, lying on her back screwing Gork with almost desperate passion. She must have noticed because she broke away from our kiss and looked me straight in the eye. Once again the young woman began to stroke and pleasure the man's throbbing meat, and again she was struck down. A drive of instinct pushed but a hesitation stood in the way. I was expecting that to be it, but she got on her hands and knees over him and presented her pussy to his face as she started giving a blowjob to get him hard again. She felt amazing. She moaned and said. “And try to look as though you want it desperately”. She said she was glad the week was over because she was always tired at work, I asked her how many indian nights did the two of them sleep with her all night she said three they had her lie on her side facing one of them with one leg over his hip while one shagged her fanny and the sex other her arse and when the shot their loads they remained in her and they all went to sleep and last night it being their last the both shagged her three times, we went to bed early but we did not have sex I thought she had enough , it was nice to have her all to myself for four nights. He just had to zip up his pants, but I had to go find mine. Putting all that to the back of my mind I decided to get on with my shopping and just pretend that I was wearing a thick top. Terrana placed her index finger over her lips to silence her sister. Matt squirmed and moaned while Baxter panted profusedly while sniffing and licking all my private parts. We had to walk a little to actually get to the spot, but once we got there, it was really nice! It only made it worse, her sex was on fire, begging for masturbation. But her shyness prevented her.