My cock was as hard as a rock. Although I had extremely mixed feeling about what I had just witnessed, I knew that my most important feeling was the h...ppiness I felt that Debbie was enjoying herself so much. I loved her, even more, knowing that she was so incredibly alive and sexy and that another man saw and felt her sexiness too. I wanted her desperately!Things were heating up again on the couch. Debbie was moaning and pushing her mound up against Gus's hand. Gus's erection was like steel up. I planned to use my knife mainly as a defensive weapon and the tomahawk as my offensive weapon. The head of the tomahawk was steel and obviously made by Whites, but it had been taken from a Navajo, so I knew that it was an effective weapon. The head had a 2-inch-wide blade on one side and a 4-inch-long spike on the other side. The head must have weighed about a pound and a quarter, so it was the perfect weapon of its type.The unwounded man got to me first and took a swipe at me with his knife.. "Hey, Ashley!", shouted Zenobia, "this's great. Nowyou're gonna have big tits too! We can all be friendstogether again!" Ashley bent over to dry her feet. Her expanding titsslapped against the locker door. When she stood back up,the girls saw that they reached to her navel, and stuck out agood foot from her chest. "Why?", she asked, "We werefriends before you all got so big and mighty. Why should thesize of our tits matter?" Zenobia shrugged her shoulders. "I don't know", shereplied, "but it. ."Those words, his words, left my brain melting inside my head. The words themselves were as huge a turn on as sucking on that b**st of a cock between the big man's wide thighs and swallowing its huge load.My mind was spinning with everything that was happening. Here I was on my knees in front of a gloryhole sucking a strange cock. I felt the cum-belching cock pull back into the hole and I was left holding my own throbbing cock.To my surprise, I had shot cum all over the floor of the booth. My.