Rice and beans, along with fried pork. And we washed it down with some Pepsi and orange juice. Now that’s my kind of meal. Gina was smiling at me in...a way I really liked. She couldn’t stop commenting on my bravery for standing up to the bigoted bastard earlier. I tried to play it cool but I was really proud of myself. Bigoted bozos in Canada get away with way too much. In America, they have a healthy fear of Black men. They know we can kick their asses if they talk trash. As we talked, I. Obviously someone had been out clubbing. Her dull red leather handbag swung from her forearm. She wore bangs under her eyes and a wry smile."Carrie the emergency dyke, reporting for duty," she joked.I sighed, trying to settle my nerves. Did I find Carrie attractive? I scanned her body surreptitiously, trying to figure it out. Her orangeish-red hair was loose, hanging down to about her shoulders, a kind of unsettling median between short and long. Carrie had broad shoulders and a brawny body,. I hadn’t noticed that while I was cumming they were stripping. When I opened my eyes I instantly saw the two enormous, slightly erect, cocks that had raped me two weeks ago.FELLATIO WITH THE TWO HUGE COCKSMy orgasm pleased the boys no end. They pushed the dogs away. “You can reward them for their hard work later” said the bigger boy, “get up on your hands and knees”. I rolled over and did as he said. The other boy stood in front of me and told me to open my mouth. I did so, and he stuck his. ”Typical, Eliza thought.“What I’m hearing is that we talk about NOT Beowulf for the rest of class then?”“That’s the spirit,” Leah said.“Sure,” Eliza followed, desperately wanting Lindsay back.However, the minutes ticked on and Lindsay did not return. Eliza began to feel a creeping worry.Maybe she’s feeling sick too? But she just had to pee.“Are you okay, Eliza?” Leah asked.“What? Oh, fine. I’m just wondering what happened to Lindsay. She’s been gone a while.”Leah gave her a little, knowing.