And so it went. One boy would fuck me while I used my mouth to clean the boy who had just attempted to impregnate me. I swear all of them had fucked m... at least twice, some of the boys three times. I didn’t delude myself thinking that they liked me. They didn’t, I represented the “white oppressive society” that kept them, their relatives and their ancestors down and out. I couldn’t blame them for the way they felt. Life had been a great miscarriage of justice for them and they were lashing out. "Runway models aren't built like pneumatic Barbie Doll strippers, babe!" her agent would say.On that score, however, Susan was adamant. There was no way she would ever allow anyone to take a scalpel to her perfectly formed breasts. Even among the other cheerleaders there was acknowledged envy over Susan's amazing breasts. Every man - and many women - she encountered in her modeling career could scarcely tear their eyes away from them. She loved her breasts, and even if it meant an end to her. When I started my walk, it was around dinnertime, and I went on my way, enjoying the scenery. Halfway, I heard soft music playing from alongside the path, behind a large dune. Barry White and the Love Unlimited Orchestra were playing Lovers' Theme, one of my favorite tracks ! Curiously, I made my way in the direction of the music and when I got closer I also heard some silent voices and softly moaning... When I looked around the bushes and between the trees, I found a couple, in front of a. Hanna licked him again and Lucario growled with his lust. She put her mouth on the tip of his cock and sucked lightly this made him let out a moan, taking that as a good sign Hanna brought more of his cock into her mouth and sucked more. "Oh God Hanna... That feels so good, aaaahh" Lucario moaned into her mind. She kept sucking and teased with her tong till she had to come up because her jaw hurt. Hanna looked at Lucario as her pussy was wet and tight with the anticipation to have his cock deep.