The black guy grunted as my slutty lips were around his huge cock.The sight of my spit coating the monster and my red lipstick all the way down at the...root of it made me even get more aroused…I stood up, leaned over the sink and looked at him into the mirror. "I want you to bust your huge black cock deep inside in my pussy”The black guy smiled as he stepped up behind me and with no further ceremony, he put the huge cockhead against my open wet pussy lips.He stretched me out just with his thick. “Woul’ be more po’erful if’n I’d done it righ’ after the forging, but ‘tis still a good weapon. I name it ‘Warlord’s Long Arm’. No’ my mos’ creative, bu’ it’ll do.”“What does it do now?” John asked, clutching the haft with excitement.The Dwimar traced the runes adorning the wood and their unbroken line up the metal tube. Those melded the two dissimilar materials into one, letting the steel flex almost like it was spring-tempered and giving the wood far greater tensile strength. Armor piercing. The child would be the collective of the most superior genetic stuff possible. Graham watched as the men prepared and secretly hoped that their sperm would be the one to impregnate the Divine Mother Goddess.Night fell and electricity grew in the air. It was a wild frenzy of celebration and circumstance. A huge bonfire burned and spat glowing embers to the cleared holy grounds, the land that held the bones of ancient survivors of chains of slavery and tyranny. Graham was a part of the. I went to the mall one day to make my second purchase; I was looking for a matching tank top/panty set, and was disappointed to find that they didn't actually exist. Well, at least I couldn't find anything where the colors were exactly the same.So I was in this big clothing store looking at the tank tops, trying to find something in a bright color that had that sporty narrow racerback patch that goes down the center of the back. I was unsure about the sizes. I was afraid to hold anything up to.