There were a couple of women who went out with him now and again, mostly for the sex, because he was GOOD in bed, but they didn't want the life of a r...nch wife. The rest of the time he just beat off when he got horny. That was quick, easy and safe."I don't want them old cows," he drawled, still looking at her appreciatively. "I want me a young pretty filly like you. I do believe them's the prettiest titties I ever did see."She kept her composure, but only barely. She knew he meant it, and that. Make me cum, baby, I want to cum!" I fucked her as hard as I could and she kept taking it, moaning and gasping as she did. She was hanging on, barely able to keep the orgasm from building deep inside her. She twitched as if hit with an electrical shock, jolting around underneath me as the first waves of pleasure swept over her. "Oh, God, oh Brandon, Oh God! I'm cumming darling, I'm cumming!" She went completely bat-shit crazy when the bulk of her orgasm reared its head and hit her like a. Post-apocalyptic, less than a percent of all humans alive, that was the dream. As the saying goes, be careful what you wish for, you might just get it. For it happened. This is where our story takes place. Magick is what people call it. As one of those who worked on making them, I know that this is not Magick. It’s nanotech. Teeny tiny machines, living off of the world, the humans and the animals. All things that weren’t ‘compatible’ got killed off. The rest of us were forced to survive the. "Delia grinned, then said, "I'm not sure. I've seen black women go at each other, but I just never thought it would be something I was interested in. Can we wait a while on that?" Delia, we'll never force you to do anything you don't want to do," Sam said. "It is a very loving thing though and I think before long you'll want to."Delia just smiled and nodded. I put my arm around her and she snuggled in close.Delia slept in the wagon with us that night. This time all of us were naked. I didn't.