Free!Including the shoes and all of that stuff," Vic said pointing to thetable with pride in his acquisition.She looked at the things laid out on the ...able and then picked up thedress by the hanger. "It's georgeois, Vic, but it will never fit me.It's way too small." Yes it will, Honey. It's one size fits all. See the tag on the table?" Don't be ridiculous. There's no such thing. I'm a size eight on areally good day. That dress looks like a six, maybe." Just try it on. It will fit anyone no. Now the second man grabbed her hair, turned her head towards him, "Suck my cock you fucking whore" he ordered and into her mouth went his cock as she now sucked him hard and fast. He moved her head slightly, putting his cock into her cheek and started slapping her hard, the pain I knew she was enjoying as he hit her hard and again. The first man now moved towards her and began hitting her tits hard as well. I could hear Avis moaning with delight at the beating she was taking, watching as her. I started to panic, because it was at this point I remembered I was wearing my pink frilly pettipants. I bit my lip. There was nothing I could do. From the moment she had grabbed me by the balls, this black vixen could do anything she wanted with me. I don't think she realized it though and the moment would pass as one of my life's "what might have been" episodes. But what this moment was, turned out to be quite enough for the time being.Having opened the top of my trousers, she efficiently. I mentioned to him that we didn't have any rolling papers to make joints. He said, "No problem, I'll give you a pack of papers." I thought that was very nice of him and invited him to have a joint with us. He said he'd be happy to. He rolled a few joints and we lit up. The dope was much more powerful than the stuff we got at home. We were buzzing right away. Joan and I started flaunting our nakedness. I casually draped my arm around her shoulder and let my hand rest on her breast. The Jamaican.