They'dwon numerous competitions and won the admiration of the townspeople,but it was hard to get proper recognition from the statewide media when the ...ootball team couldn't win a game. Those guys were pathetic!The football players were all big, strong, athletic guys. They justdidn't have what it takes to win. It didn't matter how hard thecheerleading squad worked, these guys, especially the linemen, couldn'tget fired up. Talk about a bunch of losers!It was Saturday morning and Sara was mourning. Anna turned the vibrator on, sat back on the couch, and started pleasuring herself as our black friend continued to have his cock sucked. Anna’s pussy juices started flowing and soaking the couch, but it’s not like anyone would ever notice in that filth.Like a dog in heat, Anna started to become flush and I could tell she needed to be fucked. Without saying a word she stood up, moved a disgusting yellow pillow onto the floor, and got on all fours. She looked the black man right in the eye, bit. It was bigger than I was after, but the material was right, and it had a nice tapered head without a pronounced flare although there was a small ridge. I took it out of the package to really get a good look at its size. Fuck it was big, but it was the only cyberskin product bigger than our present vibrator. I pulled out the John Holmes dildo. You know those huge white dildos in the Net movies? The ones only slightly smaller than Bam, but about the same size as Dick Rambone only not as. Winston had her pierced like a BBQ porker, his Dick just bent down as she slipped, but refused to give ground in the pleasure hole. He followed her onto the floor, her tits resting on the carpet, ass high in the air. He straddled her now and rode her out, his balls slamming her cunt as he did.'Ye Ah, ride that cow into town,' he yelled, slapping her fat ass. She farted out air as he plunged to the ball sack, then made a sucking sound as he came back in her. His big feet planted flat either side.