Satsop, paddy-whack give your WHOOPS a home; you’re gettin’ screwed and at least you’re not alone.[As always, the looming almost unanswerable qu...stion remained -- was Humanity ready for change-up if the need was becoming super obvious?]In the mire of living promise for the future it dimmed then darkened, almost seemed to vanish.And some things inclining refused to make sense.SO...Where was a naked guy deemed livestock, branded with a giant penis going to fit in other than waiting vaginas to. The poor man took several big gulps of air, his eyes wide with surprise. Stepping aside, he fell into a nearby chair to recover himself. The second man wasted no time, moving into position next to her. ‘Won’t be that easy with me,’ he murmured as he unzipped himself. Vanessa didn’t reply, except to take his already hard cock in her hand and begin to slowly and agonizingly jerk him off. Spitting on his cock, she began to pick up speed as she could hear him start to breathe deeply, moaning just. It wasn’t the video that was getting me going it was the fact that Jean was watching a rude video and masturbating. In 47 years of marriage she has always told me she could not watch porn videos and that ladies do not masturbate. As the video played for the third time I noticed that Jean had moved the gusset of her costume to one side and had a finger inside, the bed jerking got faster, her hand movements got faster and then she came with the noisiest orgasm I had heard from her to date. I. Hearing a Jamacian talk for the first time was awesome! At least through my 13 year old eyes. Plus the hair styles of the Jamacians was also quite the shocker. I saw women with large bundles of hair in ponytails, I saw large dreads on many men, I saw.... "Come on Charlie, we got our room number." My father said as he took the keys from the clerk. We walked steadily up the stairs to our room. My father took the keys and opened the door quickly and walked inside, me following quickly as well..