A big grin appeared on his face when his eyes focused on her pussy. Nick's assumptions had been right. Sandy's pussy hairs were trimmed so that only a...vertical line remained, and it was pure blonde.Mr. Smither climbed between Sandy's legs and moved his face between her thighs. He stared at and sniffed the fresh young pussy. It was so different from his wife's old, hairy cunt. His fat fingers pried the pussy lips apart offering him a view of the pink flesh within. He heard Sandy grunt her. I would need to get a retread vulcanized onto my pecker, to take care of all the abrasion.Susan started coming around. This time she was even more insistent in getting her loving. Or was it now a primal desire to become pregnant?"Yes, more... more." She was becoming incoherent, just the way I liked her.The door opened, and Chris came running up the steps. The mental input of two Tandra women, increased our excitement even more. We were getting so high I could barely contain myself. I stroked. A half eaten egg salad sandwich and an empty glass of milk stood on her desk. They shook hands as she led him over to the fireplace. Angela stood at the door at parade rest with her pistol strapped to her belt. Admiral Murrows didn't seem concerned that she was in the room with them. The 64 man read the message. He had a copy on his desk at the Pentagon. He asked for and received a cup of coffee."This might be real thing but I don't think so. We're monitoring the situation carefully," Murrows. It was clearly pleasure moaning as having sex there on the beach. Then I noticed there were black men and a white woman…Finally I recognized the woman’s voice and her moaning style.Those bastards were fucking my wife right there at the beach…As I reached them, I noticed some blankets on the sand and my wife was lying naked on her back right there.Anita had a black cock on her mouth; another on her hand and Tyrone’s head was between her spread thighs. He was licking her cunt, making her moan.