I couldn't wait to get fucked!The boys did their usual beer drinking, shit talking, and joking around. Peter even played an old 'Girls Gone Wild' DVD,...which I'm sure Ben had never seen before. Ben was loving watching these girls expose themselves to strangers, and said "I need to get some beads!", which made us all laugh. I said "I used to do that at parties with no beads involved", and Peter added "that's true, I have pictures somewhere" and we laughed. Ben said "feel free to relive your. I've decided to include you in part of my hormone experiments."Lisa backed even further away from him until her shoulders were pressed painfully against the cold bars of the cage. She could hardly believe her ears as she listened to his words, and the tone of his voice implied that he was actually paying her a compliment!"You look shocked, my dear. You shouldn't be. Actually you're the most eligible female specimen here at Brookdale."His eyes clinically undressed and slowly appraised her body. I moved forward. The height was perfect. I swabbed the tip of my cock between wet swollen folds of skin, and she purred. I wanted to ram into her and spurt. But her patience up to this point called for me to step up.So I slid in slowly, listening to her groan of satisfaction. I gripped her hips and gave her a few experimental strokes. I couldn’t resist. I slapped one tight butt cheek, stinging the perfect skin there, and reddening it.“Owww!” she yelled, and in a maneuver that showed how. Canada is extremely boring, with the exception of the big cities like Toronto, Vancouver and Montreal. Ottawa is a small town that likes to pretend it’s big. I don’t like it one bit. One thing I do like about Ottawa is the growing African presence in the city. Hundreds of thousands of Black folks from Africa and the Caribbean make their home in the capital city. And we’re growing in numbers. Lots of Arabs, Asians and Hispanics live in the city too. Close to thirty percent of all Ottawa.