" He declared "FUCK ME PLEASE LaTanya, FUCK ME IN MY GURLY HOLE"."NOW TELL ME CHARLES THAT YOU ARE MY BLACK BITCH AND YOU WANT ME TO TREATYOU LIKE A G...RL." Charles repeated "I'M YOUR BLACK BITCH AND PLEASE FUCKMY GURLY HOLE. I wanted him to look at me so I made him face me as hestarted to sit down. I guided my tool into his hole until he took it allin. I then made sway his hips like a girl causing friction on me tool. Imade Charles look at me as I made him start to ride my cock up and down.I. Being fully naked, I could see that Umu was already sporting a raging hard on in the faint light, his black pole seemed quite similar in size and length to James'.Flashing a wide grin at me, Umu took up position between my wife's legs. This is the moment of truth. As Umu was rubbing his cock head on my wife's juicy cunt to get it lubricated, I was closely examining my wife's face to see if she had noticed that anything was wrong. Much to my relief, my wife just continued sucking on my balls. "In return for your Devil's Food cake," Satan said with a grin. Robin looked at her watch again. "I've got to vacuum upstairs," she said. "Call me when the dryer buzzes." Satan let her go, understanding that she was using the time doing the routine chore to think about things. He used the time too, wondering if perhaps he should offer her the chance to be a real woman - a functional, biological woman? No, he decided. That wouldn't work. She loved her family... including her gay-oriented. So with precious little training and less experience she found herself under the supervision of a stern ward sister and a flinty matron, taking care of wrecked lives in a canvas township. She recognised some aspects of military life. There was little formal discipline in the lives of miners of course, but they looked after their own fiercely and organised sports and competitions at every opportunity. Rugby, darts, cards, you name it and they played it competitively. Even when drinking in the.