"What's wrong with you?" Mercy looked at me and Lilah shrank a little in her chair. She was cutting up some tomatoes at the table."I want that nigger ...hipped!" I said, staring at the old woman and shaking with anger. "I want him whipped now. Right now!" Whipped? What that boy done?" Mercy had been cutting up some meat and now she washed her hands, looking at me over her shoulder."He ... Insulted me," I said, fighting to keep my voice down. "He was talking bad about me and refusing to do what I. "I'm sorry, Larry. I'll make sure you get to know everything you need to know. It's just— Aw, fuck it." Damn, she really was getting a little foul-mouthed, wasn't she? Well, I could sympathize; stress can be tough to handle. And when somebody's just tried to kill you and you find out you're going to be laid up for a pretty long time with no guarantees about even the long-term outcome, and meantime you're just a disembodied voice that only one person can hear, yeah, I could see how all that. I was kind of surprised by the question."Not as hot as you are, baby," I said. "Her legs are nice, but they're a bit thin. They don't excite me nearly as much as the thought of these being wrapped around me, while I pound what's between them." I rubbed one of Tammy Joe's thick legs as I said it."Ooh, you are going to get some pussy tonight," she gushed. A few moments later she was back on the subject. As an engineer, I really should have been more observant."If you had the chance though and I. Mark used his finger to thoroughly lube my ass and then he lubed his cock. He placed his cock head against my ass and slowly pushed it in.Once he was all the way in, I yelled, “Okay guys, now I want you to both fuck my brains out!”As their cocks pounded my holes, I started necking passionately with Jeff. As they fucked me harder and faster, they seemed to u*********sly get into a harmonious rhythm. As Mark’s cock pushed into my ass, Jeff’s would slide out of my pussy, and as Jeff rammed his.