I couldnt help but think I now had a third cock in me! Anthony loved watching my facial reactions. He kept looking at me while he held my legs and t...rusted his hips into me. The more I reacted the harder he pushed. The sound of heavy breathing and slapping skin filled the room. It was now passed midnight, I had to get up early and Anthony had to get back to work but here we were. His dick was deep in my ass! Gary or MIke had never fucked me the whole time only in missionary, but thats. We strive to give birth to the best children, those that are the most survivable and competitive. Sound familiar?"How do we give birth to the best children? By being impregnated by the best males. We are wired to entice the best stud around to have sex with us. Is that clear so far?" Julia stopped to take a drink and let her comments sink in."OK. In prehistoric times, a dominant male got access to the best females by killing, subduing, or driving off his competitors. It was very much the same. “Not yet you aren’t,” I replied while pushing her ass forward and out of the way while I squatted down, re-aimed my cockhead lower, and started pushing my way into Dayna’s bowels instead.“Awww, fffkkkkk!” the blonde grunted and threw her head back while biting her lower lip. She squeezed her eyes shut and concentrated on letting me back up her butthole, reaching up to hold her own calves to pull her legs back and spread herself just a little wider to accommodate my entrance.“Ungh, not again!”. Disguise it, if it bothers you that much. But remember, it's about the expression. What's in the eyes. Now, I gotta run."As she got up, Bridget suddenly said, "Who are you, Tara? You are way more than just a bartender."April looked down and the two of them, sitting on the hot sand."Didn't you know? All bar tenders have a phD in amateur psychology! It's part of the training. Ciao!"She'd said it as flippantly as possible and walked off, not looking back.She got over the dune and found Sal,.