’ However, there came huge forest fires, totally obliterating and destroying the forests. The tree-huggers became ash-huggers and much needed export...was lost for a generation. Wise move on the part of the government. Need I say more? This fact stands for itself. Now I propose a machine unlike any made before. Removing strips of dry vegetation from drought-parched prairie will inhibit raging wild fires. But what of the material removed? Does it not have the potential of creating energy and. UNNNH...FUCK fuck m-e-e-e-e," I squealed; I fully embraced my desires. I don't know if his magnificent black cock had turned me gay, but I knew I could no longer consider myself straight; I didn't care. I just wanted more. As Marcus picked up his pace, Sarah goaded him on. "That's right, stud, fuck my boyfriend's greedy ass. He loves being stuffed with black cock. He loves your black cock. Tell him, tell Marcus that you need his big black cock in your ass," she demanded. I groaned. Marcus. I snapped back and called him an ass-hole as he helped me off the ground, I felt a flutter in my tummy when his hands wrapped around my arms. As soon as I stood up I slapped his arm and told him it wasn't nice to call girls names. John responded by grabbing my cheeks in his hand, he kissed my fore head and told me "awe poor baby". When he backed his head up away from my face, it was like his mind changed gears and he landed a kiss square on my lips. My lips responded before my brain did and I. I had assumed this then, and shortly thereafter this was proven true when my romantic relationship with Kelly came to fruition.What I thought would be the logical solution would have been for us to move to Cheryl’s farm. We could have lived in my room until we got a chance to build a home for ourselves. We could work on the farm. Cheryl could help us raise Joshua. We would need help with that; we weren’t really fit to be parents. It would be a source of the things we needed in life.I knew, too,.