I guess we were going to find out.I slid her legs apart and I took my cock in hand. I fitted the head to her wet pussy and I started to push. Betty wa... so small and tight I could barely get my cock head and a couple of inches inside her. Betty was moaning and telling me she couldn't take all of it. I just kept stroking into her. I had never been in a pussy this small before. It was like fucking some young virgin. Once I had a few inches of my black cock into her. I picked her up under her ass.. . grateful she'd fed him ... and that she'd looked after him while he had been incapable of doing it himself. He felt he owed her a great debt. Actually, he felt he owed her his very life. Moreover, as he lay on his matt staring at her in the early morning dawn he wondered how he could ever repay her.Beecher watched as her eyes opened, and she looked over at him. She smiled timidly at him, carefully reached out, and touched his right arm. She said something softly to him, and he guessed she was. "There's one more cock you haven't serviced yet. What are you going to do?" She asks of me, more command in her voice than asking.I say nothing. I drop to my knees and open my mouth wide.A large black dick walks up and enters my mouth. I say nothing. I do nothing. I stay kneeling and motionless, a blank look never leaving my face.He grabs my head and shoves his dick down my throat. I don't choke or gag. Not even a whimper.He holds my head and fucks my mouth and throat for a little while. He. ‘Get a room!’ yelled one of the hacky-sack players cheerfully. There were general murmurs of assent. ‘Oh, well,’ said Kate, slightly embarrassed. She turned toward the circle of hacky-sackers, favoring them with a grin and a brief wave, and then looked back toward me. ‘Unhand my tookus, sir,’ she said with a giggle. I cleared me my throat loudly, becoming slightly self-conscious, and did as Kate asked. ‘Oh, ah, s-sorry,’ I stuttered, ‘got a little carried away.’ Kate’s eyes were sparkling, her.