We wandered around the little creek that went through our site area where children were playing. We wore regular suits today. There were four younger ...een age boys who thought our three ladies were extraordinary. We enjoyed our frolicking time and then walked up to the falls which were beautiful. Our three walked around and sat on some rocks. I saw our gallery of teens sigh when Karen sat on a rock with her arms holding her up. She was stunning! I took pictures. I went to her and pulled her. ’ ‘How do you know my name?’ He shrugged. ‘Let me in.’ ‘No!’ ‘Invite me in!’ The words were snarled, barely discernable. Susan drew back in shock, her gaze finally slipping from the boy’s eyes. She slammed the door in his face and locked it quickly, her hand shaking. Though she couldn’t see the child, she knew he was still waiting outside. She could feel him waiting. Shivering, Susan moved away from the door, glancing around, ensuring that all the drapes were tightly drawn. She checked the. I can hear him laughing at me, calling me a little whore and saying that I shouldn't worry and that I'll be filled again in a moment. He isn't lying as a second later I can feel his cock violating me roughly, sliding in balls deep until I feel I am going to choke on him from behind and then pulling back until he almost falls out of my ass. He ploughs me repeatedly and I am seriously grateful for the lube as I am already feeling worn and torn by his huge cock. I have to fit my breathing in. Lisa and I are both white, and so was the coworker, but she was in the break room talking about how she knew a customer was black by her southern accent and was sure the woman wanted a refund because she wasn't smart enough to use the product. Lisa and I both heard her and Lisa flat out called her a racist bitch. When the racist bitch became offended and starting yelling at Lisa, I stood up and told her to "shut her cocksucker". (I had heard that one from my dock worker uncle when I was just a.