“Slow down, they’ve given up the chase. Let’s get well out of sight and pull over. We need information. Shirley will report back to home.”“T...is is Janice. Are you okay, Momma Shirley? Over.”“I know you’ve been listening on the repeater. First, everyone is okay. Second, we have three women that were, we think, being held captive. Third, we have escaped from the bad guys. There were more of them than they told us. We’re headed for a safe spot. When we stop, we will talk to the women and figure. I could feel Jamal fucking and sense his impending explosion. Jamal pushed deeply into Carol, then he groaned and I could feel his hot cum splashing on my cock and into Carol. Carol's cunt squeezed against our cocks and she started her dirty talk. "Fuck meee, my cunttt, Ahhh, Ohhh!" Her orgasm shook her whole body and her cunt pulsated around the two cocks in her. I was past the point of no return and blasted stream after stream of cum into her, bathing her walls and Jamal's softening cock with. But none of them had ever had the egotistical pleasure of having me swallow, and none of their cum tasted worthy of being consumed that way.Then along came Ricardo; Ricky, Rick, Dick, Richard, Dickie Boy. That last is the code word I use when we're out in public and I want to tell him just how much I need that cock inside me, in my cunt or mouth. Or when circumstances don't allow that, in my hand as it massages him to Nirvana, to Paradise.My Ricardo has made me an addict for his sperm, unable. He could see a dressing table litteredwith makeup, perfume bottles, jewellery boxes and the sundry items thatwomen seemed to be unable to do without in their endeavours to lookattractive. A wine glass, half full of red wine was set to one side. Asmall shelf above the dressing table held three wig stands. A blonde bobsat on one wig stand and a black long haired wig sat on the second; thethird wig stand was bare.The predator was pleased to see that this woman had such good taste inclothing and.