She looked plain. She had light brown wavy hair that went down to her butt; sometimes she even sat on it. She wasn’t pale but she wasn’t really ta...ned either. Working on the farm kept her toned up but nobody could really tell because her parents did let her wear tight clothes. She wore a C32 bra and had a pretty small waist and a medium sized firm ass. Sally didn’t really have work experience but she had saved her birthday money up and bought some chickens when she was eleven and had been. Too bad her husband wasn’t so blessed, but must be some kind of white man’s curse, she mused. I wonder if that has anything to do with being unsuccessful at getting pregnant? Maybe he’s just not reaching the right spot… hmmm. Reuben’s manly cock has reached areas in her womb that has never been explored, and it made all the more arousing, maybe that’s what nature intended. “Reuben, may I touch your cock again?” JC asked shyly. Reuben was almost asleep as she spoke to him, but he caught the gist. Henry was stroking his cock faster with more determination to cum. Marissa watched her cousin play with his cock. She couldn't wait to feel that cock inside of her and to taste it..."Mmmmgggghh I'm going to c-cum!" Marissa's shaky voice was wispy."Me too. Oh fuck!" Henry tightened his lips to keep from moaning too loud. Marissa came and watched her cousin spew out his hot cum all over his hand. The first three spurts were ropes of cum then shorter spurts followed. She wondered what it tasted. He gasped as the room seemed to thicken and he saw a shape, like smoke, coalescing in front of him. It sharpened into Quetzal standing in his kitchen the moment before Woolie arrived. His vision went beyond sight. He could smell the food on the stove, the musk of Quetzal’s body, the scent of his sweat. Though he was removed by the veil of time, Woolie could feel Quetzal’s body, his heartbeat. He heard the knock on the door and saw how Quetzal ran to open it. It was he himself who came in. Damn,.