At first, the people were afraid. They feared if the a****ls they raised, and of the jungle, would also leave and their lives would return to want and...misery. But, the people continued to mate with the same a****ls as when the woman was with them and the a****ls did not leave; the jungles remained abundant with a****ls and food. From that moment on, they made a community vow that they would continue to mate with a****ls and they would pass the story and the tradition on from mother to daughter. Despite your constant pummeling, her pussy still wrapped around your thick, 9-inch cock like a condom, her lips gripping every violent stroke. Her asshole was tighter than the eye of a needle, causing her to grunt and whimper the few times you've even slipped the tip of your finger in. The suggestion of cramming your massive dick in her tiny rear has caused legitimate panic in her, to the point of shaking, so she's still an anal virgin.Like clockwork every morning, your cock was rock hard.. “Yes, I do expect you to believe me. I know you probably think that I am being childish or greedy or something, I mean demanding to be first in line with my daddyhood! But-I-am-not! Do you know yesterday when she said what she said, had the attitude that she had, you know, that take it or leave it attitude; that I had been about to accept the notion of equality between me and Ronald. But, she preempted me; you were there. When she did what she did, and said what she said, I gave up. It’s as. Had they no shame? Where was their sense of personhood, their desire for personal empowerment. It was bad enough that they'd allowed themselves to be used by a white man, but surely they should want an abortion. And the others were just as bad. The pair of redheaded twins were giggling and rubbing their distended abdomens, as they happily swapped stories about their Irish Stud with the other, equally besotted women.Enough was enough! Lawanda grabbed her purse and, stopping at the receptionist.