Meeting Moira had rubbed salt in the wound: when Jacquelyn had seen her amazing bust – which was always well-exhibited in her tightly-tailored suits...– she had scathingly ascribed the choice to that alone, grumbling privately to herself that the cow had only had to point her hooters at the selection board for them to fall over themselves to give her the job. Whilst Jacquelyn had given no outward sign of hostility, she had nursed this kernel of resentment quietly, in an unconscious compensation. A bitch, a slut and a tramp! She loves to suck black cock, man, look at her swallow me!"The truth could hardly be denied. There was no coercion, Mona was greedily gobbling away at his erect manhood and cupping his heavy black balls in her hand. They were both naked and had made no attempt to hide their bodies behind a blanket or quilt. I stood there transfixed. I had never seen a blow-job this close up before. I had to be honest, it was an erotic sight. Mona's lips had created a seal around the. , and a single fire ant can sting repeatedly and will continue to do so even after their venom sac has been depleted. Initially, the sting(s) result in a localized intense burning sensation !!!..and this was what Jane was now starting to experience! The sensation was becoming quite sadistically stimulating as well as painful along with the spicy mixture of honey that was spread over her nakedness had to some degree tempered the stings! The gypsy ritual and custom was not only the deflowering. Only a couple of faces were missing from the photos in the annual report. Of course, they could be in a different part of the Condo. I didn’t know where the guy from the hot tub had disappeared to. It looked like they were getting ready for a toast, so I figured most people were probably there.Including the girls.One special girlAngel’s head towered above the others. A guy’s face was practically glued to her chest. A few feet away, I recognized Delta. I was cataloging the attendees in my mind.