John lifted Rita Lynn's shoulders so a white satin see-through low-cut longsleeved blouse could be positioned and buttoned into place. A short black l...nen mini-skirt was now slid up the luscious thighs and over the curvaceous hips and zipped and buttoned into place. Black leather high heel shoes with straps around the ankles rounded out Rita Lynn's burial outfit. Jeff removed one of the cameras from its mount and placed it on his shoulder so he could film the transfer of Rita Lynn's body to her. And... there was nothing he or anyone else could do to stop it now. It had smoldered too long and he and the others like him were too stupid to fight any other way. They had never been taught otherwise like the new breed and had no choice but to follow them into the sea like the children of Hamlin dancing blindly behind the Pied Piper.He wished, also, with all his heart he could explain this to the white girl who might understand better why he needed her so much tonight. But, he knew he. I ran my hands down her shapely back and down to her ass. I took her thong in my hand and pulled it down. She eased it off herself and knelt back, so I could see her magnificent tool for the first time. It was about 7 inches and of an average girth and stood proud and to attention.“You like, I see?” Krissy said as she took her cock in her hand started to jerk herself off.“Please put it in me, I need you to fuck me.” I practically beggedShe smiled, and brought her mouth to my cock. She licked. He looked pale and his eyes were big and red as if he’d been awake all night. I smiled and waved to him and received a pained smile in return then he stepped out of the car and fell in step alongside me as we entered the house. I felt him tense up as he crossed the threshold and when we entered the empty kitchen and I began to make strong coffee I knew his first question wouldn’t be far away. “I’m not sure I can stand it!” he said quietly but directly, wrong-footing me for a moment. “Now you’re.