I took off both of there bras freeing there massive boobs.They were both lying with the blondes boobs resting on the brunette stomach. They were both ...earing black garters and there 4 inch heels and there hairy pussy were all that could be seen. I started t rub my cock and watch there boobs move as there breathing get heavier. I go down on my knees and started to rub my cock on there breast alternating each tit. I spit on my cock and then on the blondes cleavage and started to fuck her big. I gasped as I recognized Darin Fields, one of the guys from the couples.Seeing she had already given him a blowjob and they weren’t planning on fucking, I decided to just let them finish. I made sure Darin would then drive her home.I opened my eyes and motioned for the phone, then grinned as I heard Brad reciting “The Dream” by Lord Byron, Brad’s favorite poet.I joined him as he said, “The mind can make substance, and people planets of its own...”Byron was my favorite too. Or at least The Dream. If Patrick could honor Aboriginal secrets, so could I. I didn’t need to go to the tribe’s “secret location,” nor was I hungry to have the Pilliga’s “cultural history” revealed. In fact, I was embarrassed for the coarseness of my fellow Australians. I could see those noisy children from the paddleboat desecrating the secrets of the Ancestors.I got back into the Range Rover and got back onto the highway. In the back of my head I heard a voice say: “You are a worthy father of the Carpet Python.” I. Ray was now cupping Jennifer's bare breast in his black hands. He started to rub his fingers over her nipples bringing a soft moan from Jennifer's parted lips. He started to pinch her rubbery pink nipples with his black fingers.The young man was staring at the white girl's breasts with interest while Ray's hands were now really rubbing Jennifer's boobs, cupping the fullness of her breasts in his hands. Squeezing them together, Wanda even bent over and kissed one of Jennifer's nipples as her.