"So Julie likes that feeling of repro sex?" I asked. "Yes! It's the most exhilarating, sensual sexual feeling of all," Jennifer said. "I want you to...experience that sensuality, too," I said. We started kissing. We would imagine her with a black joystick shoved up inside her tight ass and cunt until we both would cum. I could image Jennifer with a black baby in her womb. Jennifer desperately wanted a black baby. That really turned me on. Jennifer called from work the next day to tell me that. He hadn’t finished, so she laid on her back and let him come on top of her. He pumped frantically and moaned loudly as he started coming inside her. His hips were bucking so hard he was lifting her off the ground with each hard stroke. I guess that young guys come a lot, because even after he came inside her, but pulled out and shot several more squirts of come across her stomach and tits. She lay there with her chest heaving, dripping with his come and telling him what a great fuck he. ” Before I could take a hit, she surprised me by turning from the sink and straddling my legs, pressing herself against me. “Do you think I’d be sitting on you like this after three days of our looking at each other and me feeling horny thinking about you at night if I was ready to marry Fred?”“What are you going to do?” I asked and took another deep hit before passing it back to her.“Good question.” She placed the remnants of the joint on the sink, squirmed closer, and pressed her pussy. ..at which point I retreated to my tent in the hopes of not becoming anyone's "muse", especially the three over zealous horndogs of the bunch; McKinley, Ford, and Gilvarry. Big mistake on my part.I had been trying my best to not spend too much time shooting the shit with the guys since the stupid mail prank last month. I guess they got bored (and stupid) and thought it would be some fun at my expense but it didn't turn out that way. Instead they read out loud the entire letter from my boyfriend.