I was already having trouble walking, being surrounded by such tempting mounds of flesh, but when the hot blonde babe I first cast eyes on came up to ...e my balls tightened. At first we just made a bit of small talk, but her eyes kept dropping to my crotch, as the bulge now was painfully obvious.Someone knocked into me from behind and pushed me against her, my cock against her warm thigh, my champagne spilling down her generous cleavage.Her eyes locked on mine.“I think we’d better clean this. ”Then I asked him, “How about you?” You are not married, so are you full-on hand?” and smiled naughtily.He was surprised and said, “Yeah, it is very difficult to get a beautiful girl like you.”I said to my hubby, “Look what Rahul is saying, I think wants to try me!”“We will see that at the hotel,” my husband said.I was like, what are you planning my naughty boy!With all these talks, my husband’s friend’s dick was even harder under his shorts. I could see the bulge and I was tempted to touch it.. The next day she acted really strange around me, she avoided eye contact and seemed nervous when I tried to talk to her. She also went to her room shortly after dinner, which she only does when she is sick. After about an hour I went to check on her. What I saw will be etched in my memory foreverShe had the toys and magazines all over the bed, the black cock was impaled up her Pussy and anal beads were shoved up were ass, but what was most shocking was the fact that she was sucking on the. They were gathered to bury Jackson Redclay, one of their own. His family stood grim-faced and unmoving, lost in their own thoughts while the words of the white preacher fell uselessly among them. Soon, it was time. Emmett Redclay knelt, and dropped a feathered amulet upon the casket. A scattering of shredded tobacco was followed by a thin, streaming handful of sandy soil, picked up from the pile beside the open grave. Melba Redclay stood with her husband, her face a cold mask. Tears ran in.