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55%u201cSay hello to our cock. See how big its teeth are?%u201d Carla said.%u201cYou make sure it doesn%u2019t slip through your hands,%u201d Martha replied. %u201cI like my face the way it is.%u201dCarla returned the eel to the bowl and slid the lid on.%u201cNow. One amazing orgasm coming up. You need to sit on the edge of the bed. I can%u2019t lie down on my front.%u201d Carla told her.A week passed. Carla sadly knew it was time to let the creatures go. She gently picked the ones on her body off with Martha%u2019s help doing her back. Most of the ones that had been in her digestive system were already in the bucket outside and the two or three in her vagina, now each as big as a six year child%u2019s small hand, she left in place. She could not stand the thought of them not wriggling around inside her. She put all those she had taken off into the bucket and decided she%u2019d let them go late that night. A lot of fish that might eat them tended to go dormant then, and this would give the creatures time to find safe places to hide. She covered the bucket and went to feed the chickens Martha had and collect their eggs. She was on her way back to the house carrying a basket with the eggs in when she saw the boat off in the distance. Martha%u2019s shack was not on the main swamp river but off on a cul-de-sac with a small underground stream connecting the water to the other side to take it out and keep it from going stagnant. The only reason for those men in the boat is not going to be good, she thought. There must have been quite a few of them and encouraged by their number. They were probably armed too. Silly men, she thought. One lesson not enough for you?Swamp Tramp