If he was a bit too effusive with someone he'd known less than twenty-four hours, that didn't raise any concerns. If he was overly polite in literally...running around the table to pull her chair out for her, she thought that was nice for once. And if he rushed through the meal and barely seemed to want to talk about himself before he was pawing at her breasts again, well male attention to her body felt so good that she was willing to let the any alarm bells slide for now. After all, she was safe. I want all of you inside of me."Eddie reversed direction, and with a mighty thrust of his hips, forced half his pulsing, thick black cock into her. His head pressed against her cervix, vainly trying to gain entrance. Resting briefly to give her a moment to adjust to his size, Donna murmured "Again. Please Eddie, again push deeper"Eddie withdrew until only his head stayed in the stretched white woman's pussy. He then methodically pushed in as deep as he could, bringing a low groan from the. She liked that. She knew the masseur liked it too because he briefly broke away from massaging her ankles and ran a hand up her left leg and into her panties. “I’ll get to that in a little while,” he whispered. Then he briefly pushed a finger into her entrance and fully into her vagina. Em shouted with the sudden pleasure. He briefly finger-fucked her so that she would shout again. She did, loudly. Then he said, “I’ll take your bikini pants off in a little while too, when I’ve got to the top. Those who did not…became un-alive. The large-black-dangerous-one, was large enough to be harmful to her, but only if it caught her off guard–she was never off guard. The small-fuzzy-tails were of no interest, too small to be of any threat, to fast to be food. The food-one was what she wanted. One without the dry bones on it’s head was easier. They, sometimes, even left their spotted young alone – an easy meal. Failing that a long-eared one perhaps. Or, maybe, the unknown thing she was stalking..