But in the preceding days, hunger had begun to drive people outside andinto their waiting arms.Mark and Doug had been lucky. They had been at their wo...k in the cornerstore when things had started. When they had seen, with disbelievingeyes, what was happening they had simply lowered the heavy roller-doorout front and locked everything up. They had just sat there for threedays, all their frantic phone calls going unanswered as they listened toradio station after radio station flaring into panic,. He had kept his nose to the grindstone and pursued this wild story of bestiality in the rural Midwest. It had nearly broken him and destroyed his relationship with his devoted Tanya. But now he felt triumphant, happy, rejuvenated. And horny. Aroused like a wild stallion. He needed her, needed to fuck her and scream his joy into her face. He was made, and she with him.Putting his cameras with their precious film down on the couch, he walked through the big house, unbuttoning his shirt. It was. ” The bulge moved down till it was gone. He removed the condom and tossed it into the trash. “I guess we should shower now. Your urine is all over our legs.” “Yeah, there is not a single drop left in my bladder.” “Good thing I saved mine.” I’ve drunk my own pee before. It tasted salty, but I wasn’t loath to try it again. So, I kneed in the shower, Andy standing in front of me. His penis was right before my open mouth. The pee came with such a pace, my mouth was full in under one second. I. She gets out of the car, sexy as ever with her African American light skin badass, a woman with her skin complexion is known as a “redbone” within my circle of friends. Think Beyonce. But my girl is all of that and some, curves in the right places, titties full and sticking out, ass that makes you want to kiss it, hips like a coke bottle and a voice of a southern belle...she’s from Mississippi Delta area. Athletic, thick, phat what ever you want to call a Beyonce build. How was I able to pick.