No he was not black. He did not resemble Morgan Freeman, He was a red head for one thing.When Dad was done with the big-time hug, he turned to face us...and announced with obvious pleasure "Folks, this tall drink of water is Sheb Halliday. He has worked for and with my Father for most of his adult life. I believe one member of the Halliday clan or another has been in the family as an employee, partner or co-conspirator for about as long as there has been a McKesson in North Carolina, and that has. He could see her two glistening lips just protruding from her mound, no pubic hair though, but he knew that because Susan always likes to keep a clean house, just a neat , tidy triangle on most occasions. His though process was interrupted by a movement. Susan, still bent over, now started rubbing her swollen lips. She glanced back, first focusing on Bills handsome face,,, then his masculine frame,,, and finally locking onto his hard cock. A hint of purple she thought as she licked. He slides back and forth slowly, and then, sliding further back, he angles his cock and slides forward again, feeling her entrance slowly expand around his thick, swollen cock. As he pushes himself deeper within L's pussy, they both release a low moan of pleasure, which ends with a slight hitch as L's pussy takes the full length of J's cock.With his cock buried deep within her, J stops and savours the moment. L's big, beautiful arse beneath his hands, her wet, warm pussy enveloping his cock,. She knew she'd only get one shot at the tunnel. The humans had it well guarded, and it would be very easy for them to erect a wire fence around the opening, if they thought wildlife transfers were a problem.And the moment was NOW! Both guards were looking the other way. Cindy raced in a blinding flash up the remaining rocks to the summit, hearing the distant cry of the great hawk above her."Shit!" screamed Kalea. "Stop that squirrel!"Anapela had no time to unsheathe her knife. She tried to.