Chris drank his beer and ordered another glass. While he waited for the bartender he stared down at his coaster. He started to think about his wife ...nd what she was doing this weekend. He played out in his mind her return home after an entire weekend away from him. The reunion scene he pictured was romanticized. He pictured her coming home and giving him a big, long, kiss while wrapping her arms around his neck from missing him so much. Maybe they would make it up the stairs to their. They are just a walking corpse after that much ****.You probably cannot understand the depth of harm that is done to a good educated white girl who is beaten and ****d and tortured and so totally controlled and sexually destroyed that she has no self left.The pleasure the blacks took from degrading her as a woman and especially a white woman was always very apparent.They had slammed her into a world of degrading,only suicide will erase her memories.Some women will be traded as much as seven to. One day after servicing her greedy pussy from underneath she fell forward with her face next to my cock. I groaned ‘Oh Yes, Yes’ and without hesitation she took me into her mouth and was moving her head up and down. I felt my balls tighten and yelled ‘Stop, stop I’m almost there!’ She just kept going taking my full load in her mouth. All she said afterwards was as she couldn’t have my cum in her cunt for now, she had found another way to keep it in her body. One year after we got engaged we. So coming to the story mai abhi 1mahine phale gaon gaya tha dec me bht jaada thand thi tho meri mausi ki ladki bht kaafi hot hai or hum dono k bechme masti chalti rehti hai like yaha waha hath lagana mai uske personal parts pe cmnt krta hu and usse bht aacha lagta hai and vho muje like bhi krti hai kaafi had tak tho ek sham sab humare ghar k bahar baith k aag sekh rahe they or mai or meri mausi ki ladki priya hum dono chat pe they hum dono hi mast kr rhe they kahi bar hum krte mai uske boobs pe.