The rushing man never noticed.Behind him there was a garbling and grumbling ... faster! No ... not faster ... slink!Behind a small grouping ... a squa...e of shacks ... the moon shown it's light on two figures ... He stopped ... thought to give a warning ... then he saw the outlines of two heads ... long toothy snouts like possums mouths talking to each other ... black noses sniffing the air. A paw with long fingers tipped with fingernails like thick claws shown in the moonlight ... sparkling. I didn't think anything could get this big and hard," Kathy admitted."It's... it's freaky," Marcie said, feeling the hard prick throbbing under her fingers.She wasn't sure what she was doing. No one had told her about foreplay. But Marcie went on instinct, touching that long, hard, black horse-cock again and again. At times she moved her fingertips to the rounded black cockhead. Tundra liked that, she thought. He snorted through his nostrils, shaking his head from side to side. At times she. They kept walking at the beach and went into the water. I stayed on the beach watching them. The boys were having fun playing with her boobs and hugging her. Then one of them lifted her. She wrapped her arms around his neck and began kissing. They were rubbing their bodies with each other. The suddenly I realized that it was not just rubbing.The boy was holding her butts and she was having up and down movements, Well! They were fucking! After a few minutes another boy came close and took her. “Um ... I really try not to expect anything here in DC,” I answered, “but, yeah ... you surprised me.”“That I’m black?”“No. That you’re young.” This guy couldn’t have been more than thirty years old. I had to wonder what he’d done that got him the position of Director of Civilian Service. Acting Director.“Let me order quickly,” he said as our waiter came up. “I’ll have the grilled chicken salad and a Sprite.” The waiter left and he turned back to me. “I’m twenty-nine years old and I am a member.