“Fuck me, Tyrone,” I begged him.“Yeah, you big booty faggit,” he howled. “Take this eight inch dick, bitch!”“I love your dick!”“I lo...e this boipussy,” he barked.It was always so a****listic and raunchy with Tyrone.The other brothas that messed with Cassie over the years were mostly low rent thugs. She had issues due to not having a father around I guess. Most of them were the same. As soon as Cassie was away they would say things like, ‘How you get uh ass like dat?’ or ‘You built like a bitch.’. He reaches up to my breast, finding my nipples hard from the prickly touch of whatever he was using on me. “Not too bad, pet. Not even a tug against the chains. Remember don’t move.” His voice makes me slightly stir, I feel the hot lust in his voice. I know he wants me as much as I want him. I only nod my head to his command. I feel the pressure of the bed move as he climbs onto it. He’s hovering over me, I can feel the warmth of his body against mine. I can sense that he is naked already. He. She envied Mrs. Baxter. She turned back to her sister who was lying on her back on the mat. Stacy climbed on top of her twin and positioned herself so that their nipples were just brushing. She smiled as Tracy opened her legs to allow Stacy to lie between them. She pushed her hips against Tracy's and slowly rubbed against her puss.Tracy wrapped her long legs around her twin sister and they started to rock, Stacy pretending to thrust into her sister. The motion and friction was quickly getting. The temperature could still reach the nineties even in mid October. Sean's carrier was in a front carry position so he could see where they were going and what they were doing. She was approaching the gate to the orchard with Sean's escort for the day, Queen. The huge mastiff was walking about half a pace ahead of Martha when the rattle snake gave its warning rattle and struck at Queen. Martha screamed and jumped back and Sean cried out at the same time. The farm animals went crazy. Bulls and.