. Wo choos rahi thi.. Poora under le rhi thi aur sexy looks de rhi thi.. Aur upar aake meri chest ko kiss ksrne lagi maine uski choot mein ungli daal ...a chalu kar dia..Aur baadme 69 position mein ek dusre ko garam karne lage mein uske muhein jhad gaya aur wo mere muh me apni choot ragad rhi thi..Sweety: aryann chos aur chat meri chut ko pheli bar ye ehesaas ho rha hai..Ummm aaaamm ahhaa aryaannn.. Baby aur jhad gayi..Thodi der basd meine upne land ko uski chut mein dalna chaha par ghus nhi tha. I noticed some brothers standing around me watching (one or two a bit angry about the White boys coming to a Black Fisting Party and some wishing to join in!) Then the White guy that I was fisting let out a loud GROWL and all of a sudden his CUNT opened and pushed out a small Rosebud of pink flesh and his ROCK HARD COCK was OOZING with Pre-CUM!! I'd never seen anything like that before!! Our eyes were locked on each other for what seemed like an eternity not even touching. Then I slowly. She quickly stood up, faced them asking if anything looked out of place? They answered “no”. She looked down at herself saying, “yes, should work at the prison farm, perfectly”. It was a Saturday morning. Jean was being “spooned” from behind by Herbie, before she went to make breakfast. The boys were already up anticipating their trip. Herbie dropped his load, telling her that he was sleeping in until they were ready to leave. She slipped on a robe, hand brushed her hair and left him, snoring.. .." Or...?" Or perhaps..." He hesitated, "Look, I know it's tough for ya, kid. Maybe I can help you out. Just, umm, don't let it double okay? You would regret that, and, well, so would I. I don't want to have to come down here and hurt you or anything like that, you know?" I promise I will have that money..." Okay...good. My name is Ronny. Perhaps, umm, you'll be giving me a call. I'll straighten you out." Ronny pulled out a card from his pocket. "I'm leaving this right here on your porch..