We went up the stairs with his fingers wedged in my cunt. It was a strange realisation, but I was getting more and more turned on, the more dirty I be...aved. We spent most of the morning much as we did the previous day, either me sucking Alan's cock or him fucking my cunt or up my arse. In all, I think I came four times and Alan, twice. What was different was that he managed to cum in my mouth. He spurted what seemed like a pint of semen down my throat, I had trouble swallowing it all. I loved. She wasn’t on the pill! Her heart was pounding with excitement, but the guilt remained. Yes, Monday she would have to end this. As good as it felt. As AMAZING as it felt, she loved Danny. She made her decision. Right? She slid off the counter and picked up her panties off the floor. She stepped into them, pulling them up her smooth, tanned legs. She grabbed her shirt and bra, putting them on as well. Her shirt was wrinkled and had a bit of dirt on it. Hopefully Danny wouldn’t notice. She looked. I was a bit put out by his brusque nature and replied by asking him why it was any of his business."I am Arthur Wade, captain of this brave band of volunteer militia. We are intent on making sure that no niggers settle in our county. You will turn around now and go back the way you came!" Well, I'll tell you, Mr. Wade, we have no intention of turning around. We wouldn't settle in you piss-poor county on a wager, so you need not worry about us. Now get your ass out of our way, or we will run. Ben.The changes subsided as we just stared at each other. I spoke firstsaying, "Sarah, is that you?" She, now he, looked at me as she/heresponded, "Yes. Ben is that you?" She finally knew who I was. "Buthow.....what.....why?" We were still holding hands as I felt her/hishand touch the side of my face. I instinctively responded by closing myeyes and nuzzling against it. He/she then said, "Baby, you are one finelady. Come here. I want to feel you close to me. I am so hot for you." Iinstinctively.