It was an enormous bull. And it had an enormous dick which was still hanging from the body. The butchers have done a good job, keeping it intact like ...hat. John cut through the filthy sinewy phallus which must have started to reek by then and then he showed it to the cunt.There is just no way to please a bitch. Fuck, I hate them. Always going on about size that matters and when you give her a big one, she starts whimpering like an idiot. Fucking slut. I knew she was going to shit blood for a. "I started to say that that was all right when she said, "I find you another girl," and turned, walking quickly away.I went on to my hut and pulled out a book I had found in what Nate had called the "library." This is a room in the main building with shelves along the walls containing a wide assortment of books. They are available for anyone to read, but in practice most were a little complicated for any but the western staff. I was coming to appreciate the informality of this place and. I gladly accepted.We looked like Mutt and Jeff, as he was six-four and over two hundred pounds.My nipples were erect with desire as they poked into his lower chest.We danced several times, until my panties were soaking wet.I couldn't believe the effect he was having on me, and I knew I wanted to leave my friendsand go somewhere with him. He suggested that we leave and I quickly bid my friends goodbye. As soon as we got into his car, he turned to me and kissed me gently. I responded by sucking. It reminded me of how Wes had done the same thing when I’d glared at him for grabbing my bag.Wes. Wes. Wes.It was like he was everywhere, like I was seeing him in places that he’d never been to, seeing him in my head, in my mind, in my eyes. I felt a deep sense of emptiness, like there were pieces of me missing, like Wes had taken them and kept them for himself. I didn’t even want them back. I just wanted him.We walked back to my car to eat. My car still had the AC running, and for once Rita.