Of course, there was always the possibility you might come back as a butterfly or some such silly life-form.My preference would be as an Eagle soaring...over everything and protected by the extinct species act. I figured my knowledge of the dangers of windmills and other things like live wires might come in handy in my new incarnation and I would be one up on all the other Eagles.I wondered if the boy Eagles had fun with the girl Eagles, what with the feathers and all. There was something less. The common thread between all of them was their love of expression.LeMaun Hassell, a probation officer, had ventured out this evening with two other students in his part-time master of social work cohort. He was not planning to get up and share anything, but Kendrich and Alisa had their slam books ready to drop some spoken word. An almond-eyed beauty with kinky reddish-brown twists, brought their drinks to their table. All three of them low-key ogled the vixen. “I bet I could pull her first,”. He went hard and fast. Gyrating like a young man full of energy drinks and cum. I lost control and started screaming loudly. Felt wetness spraying my thighs as he pounded me hard and sloppy. “Own it! Fucking own my pussy! Own this ass!” I fucked back on him. He was spanking me hard. Punishing me. I was out of turn. He shoved my head down with his foot and dicked me deep. Pulling all the way out and ramming me. “You’re about to be my property forever.” He grunted, and started to cum all over my. I was astonished at the openness of the activity, but then the action of those guys and those sheathing sounds of the sucker made me hot and my rod grew harder in side my pants. We stayed there for about half an hour when turn by turn guys came opened their zippers and flung their dicks in front of the guy who was sucking. The guy who was sucking was looking like a Hizda to me. I dislike those transvesites and Hizdas. I prefer Straight guys who are well established and mature. When I asked Mani.