‘Sit yourself down,’ he said. ‘Coffee. Black or white?’ I opted for black with half a spoon of sugar and sat down on the sofa as he went off ...nto the kitchen and put the kettle on, limping as he went and was soon back with two glasses of brandy, one which he gave to me. By then, the kettle was boiling, so he made the coffee and brought these in too. ‘Phew. It’s bloody hot tonight,’ he said and took off his shirt and threw it onto the opposite chair. You look hot too. Why don’t you take yours. My sexy wife took this thick cockhead in her soft mouth and she sucked it greedily, gagging from time to time onto his girth.The black man enjoyed Anita’s oral skills and he said she would now be his black cock slut. My wife then pulled out this cock from her mouth and said she loved to be owned by his big black cock.As she sucked again, the man slapped her buttocks with his hand.The guy then made Ana sit onto his cock again and she moaned loud as she felt her cunt being filled with this hard. Then grabbed her by the hips and tugged her to the edge of the seat before pushing his hard hips between her spread legs, it must have been his answer. She was staring up at him with wide eyes of shock, what mess had she gotten herself into, she was always goading men with her words. She felt such a hot slab of heavy meat slap over her stomach and she flinched from the impact and she knew it was fat cock resting on her midsection. She had to see what he was packing and lifted her head to. It was impossible to say what it had once been. No, fate could not be so cruel, were all of the food stores spoiled? How long had they been here?One by one he opened the cans, and one by one they were proven unfit for consumption. After a few minutes, he had a pile of open cans, their combined stink permeating the room. There was nothing, not one scrap of edible food. He threw the can opener across the room in frustration, shouting his anger and despair at the icy walls of the outpost. No food,.