A tear ran dwon her cheek but she could not wipe it away soon more flowed as she rembered that last day so long ago.The man introduced himself as John... a local and over beers and smokes they chatted, it was getting dark so she got up pulled on her tight gloves and bid him farewell as she mounted her machine. The bike turned over but refused to start, she had a long way to go. John said he owned a mechinc shop and would fix the bike the next day, he loaded it into his truck and they drove off.. I was prepared this time and emptied my balls into a handful of tissues. I was shaking.The man grunted, making a final thrust before his muscles shuddered, holding deep inside her, her erupted, flooding her depths. Marie cried out, no longer from the pain, but seemingly from euphoric ecstasy.The guy released her ankles and collapsed over her, supporting his weight on his arms but remained inside her. After 5 minutes or so, he seemed to have deflated some and climbed off her. Marie was still. "Harry, Stumpy just radioed in and I think we might have just got a lucky break. You better come up and listen to his report."I looked at Masters and shrugged, getting up to follow Preacher to the radio room. We went down the hallway to the last room. The noise after being outside in the relative quiet was almost too much for my eardrums. I followed him over to the corner where the scrambled radio was set up all by itself. He had the radio operator contact Stumpy again."Chick 1, this is mother. Suddenly I heard a slight noise and there was football coach and black Adonis Tyrone Moore, he was 6'5" and 270,LBS and a former NCAA star player that was injured in his Junior year and it ruined his chances at the NFL. Coach Moore had been watching me and had his big black meat pole out and was jacking it while watching my fine sexy sissy ass masturbate. He suddenly commanded "get over here bitch and kneel down on some towels and suck my big black dick". I immediately did as told and knelt.