"The three strong black men you see standing behind sister Ashley were all chosen because of their potent virility. They have fathered over ten c***dr...n each, and before the evening is over, one of them will have fathered one more." Head sister Alexandria called out to her sisters as the women all gasped at the three black men.Constanza gently took Jane's hand as both women's pussies were soaking wet. There wasn't a woman in the room that didn't wish that they were in sister Ashley's. During lunch I couldn’t help watching her full breasts and the cleavage between the two boobs, which was visible most of the time. I couldn’t enjoy my lunch as my attention was fully on the charming assets of my friend’s mother, whom I was hoping to fuck one day.After lunch we I went along with him to his room. We used to, as young chaps, discuss all things, especially sex matters. I decide to broach the matter of sex and incest, as an idea was developing in my mind to get my friend to help in. You quickly fix up your hair, styling it with gel combing it up and over. After you finish up in the bathroom you throw on a blue t-shirt and a pair of steel-toed boots before grabbing your bookbag and headed downstairs. Your mom wasn't home, 'Probably left for work already,' you think to yourself as you grab a protein bar and head out the door. You walk towards your car quickly throwing your bag in the back seat. The newly chipped paint on your hood catches your eye."Fuck," you mutter under. I felt bad. Here Jack was making all these sacrifices for my country and there was so little I could do to support him. Well, Bonnie was just 21 then and we'd just married. Jack had been my best man, and Bonnie was move star pretty in those days, still is of course though she is older now. She was only 5'4" but shaped 34-23-36 with long brown hair and big brown doe eyes. Gorgeous would not be an overstatement. Pretty as she was, she made an excellent subject for photography. She tolerated.