No wonder she always covered up, she didn't want those things poking through all the time. She bent down over the bed to get in the same position she ...as in the other day, letting her breasts hang down freely. But this time, she had a different look on her face. This time, she had a look of calmness rather than disgust, as if she accepted her fate of being this black man's whore and knowing that she would soon be impaled by his 10 inch hard on. That look she had didn't remain long as he started. As I mentioned, a lot of the guys loved big women and Bev knew how to use it. I went looking around for Marsha. It looked like some guy was trying to put the make on her but she wasn't biting. I walked up to her and she quickly stood up. I hugged her and told the other guy to take a hike. He looked kind of mad at me but then walked away without making a scene. After all there were a lot of fish in the pond.I asked Marsha what this thank you stuff was about. I knew I was good but not that good.. "i was next, being the new k**, i got in the middle of them on my back and spread my legs open to their view. hands gently stroked my body, they touched, touched my budding breasts, sandy licked and gently sucked one briefly, her lips and tongue, hot. i felt gene's fingers circle my inner thigh, inching closer to my open vagina. a finger touched then easily slid into me. now i was the one to place my hand over gene's and hold his finger deep in me. i began to hump his hand." sandy whispered.. Patrick removed the clothing that was at his ankles and Amala removed her shorts to show that she was wearing nothing underneath. They lay on the grass, Patrick on his back and Amala on her front, and Patrick started caressing Amala's very rounded buttocks. This was a turn-on for Amala, not that she needed turning on, and also for Patrick as he ran his hands over her arse and then kissed her cheeks. His penis hardened again quickly which he proved to Amala by getting above her body and letting.