Nobody around. I stripped off my clothes, and slowly waded into the cool water. the bottom of the pond was a think mud, but it felt almost pleasant ag...inst my skin. A thought crossed my mind: what if I stuck my dick into the soft gooey mud? would it feel as pleasant? my 7" began to stiffen at the idea. I didnt hesitate. I waded back closer to the beach, and got onto my knees. The mud was so soft. i poked my finger into it at first. Soo soft. I laid down, sticking my dick deep into the mud, it. Ash had hoped she would take them off so she could see her younger sister's bare pussy, wet and aroused, and watch as her fingers rubbed away until she came, and hopefully spurted out her pussy juices too, all over her slender fingers.But Ash said nothing, knowing this was a step in the right direction, and knowing that if she waited the sheer lustful arousal of Sydney might well bring on more blatant masturbation later.Ash followed her sister, although she unbuttoned her own jeans so she could. .His sister had been an unwilling victim of the white man's crime. Such a dull and unimaginative sexual brutality. How could a man derive pleasure from forcing himself on a female against her will? It was just mechanical stimulation not much different than fucking a watermelon or one of the goats. But those white men were only a****ls anyway, so it was fitting.The hungry sucking sounds continued from below. "Come on master. Give it to me." Slurp... Suck... Suck... "You know what I. Has he sold any of his work?" No. He says he doesn't care about money, says he's still learning. He didn't start painting until two years ago. Before that he made a fortune in real estate, flipping properties at first, and then redeveloping an office complex in Las Vegas, Nevada, and finally developing two high-end hotels, one off the coast of Belize, and the other was on a private Greek Island. He liquidated all his properties so he could spend more time with Sandy and Nicole." You sound.