Bush. Of course, it's hard to do a worse job than Bush. The Texan bastard is a sociopath who purposefully set out to screw over the very country that ...ave birth to him. I hope he rots in hell.Anyhow, I've become a frequent guest at the Adewale household. And I've grown fond of them. One of them has grown really fond of me. Adam Adewale. The six-foot-three, lean and muscular young Black man of Jamaican and Nigerian descent. He's really something. A top ranked student at Bay State College. With. “You will be met.”The Brit Club dock is a tiny affair, more a place for RIB inflatables than a 90 foot catamaran. I easily could have straddled the platform between my hulls ... if there hadn’t been a formidable looking patrol craft already on the port side of the dock. An armed pair of officers boarded without so much as a by-your-leave while an enlisted crew set about securing the Flint to the float.“Assemble your crew,” one of the officers demanded.I pitched him over the side.The other one. When she looked over, he was suddenly naked. He pulled her to the edge of the large couch and spread her legs wide. In one thrust, he had buried his ten inch cock deep inside her. Lindsey moaned into the couch and arched her spine as he fucked her beyond her imagination. He covered her mouth as he thrust faster, pumping hard into the deepest parts of her femininity. He finally flipped her over, bending her over the couch as he spread the cheeks of her luscious ass. He pit on his engorged shaft. You're a very pretty girl, but youlet it go to your head."I open my mouth to defend myself, but Susan places her finger acrossmy lips, shutting me up, and continues in a firmer tone."Never interrupt your owner, pet." Switching back to the less firmtone, she says, "I thought you may have learned your lesson, but I'mstill sensing some competition between you and Jennifer."I remain silent and can't stop the tears welling up in my eyes.Susan looks on, unaffected by my tears, and continues, "Your.