She even spead her ass cheeks saying “Please don’t fuck my asshole” The black native men just laughed and reposition her to fuck her hairy white...pussy.For the past 2 hours our wives were being fucked in every position you can think of. They became very submissive and worked real hard to make the blackmen cum in them. The King just sat on his throne laughing and lightly stroking the biggest cock of all the black men. He clapped his hands and slowly all the black men stopped fucking our wives.Our. “God, Mandy! You...”I giggled. “Me?!?”“Don’t make ‘im come, Mandy. We may need it later ... So, do I talk with Mom and Sara?”Ben was caressing Mandy’s hair. “You sure this is something you’re okay with?”“Curious,” I said, flicking the head of that lovely dick. “You ... I mean, you do find Sara’s, like, attractive enough...”“She’s attractive. Not up to the standards of you two, though...”“Uh, just so you know,” giggled Bink, “we’d be there watching. Ain’t sending you off on a weekend or. Well, in a way, it sort of was. This was the Olympics, it was being held in the USA--New York City, to be precise--and Evan, as of the past year, was the president of the United States Olympic Committee. So, in a way, this was his big show. But he really didn't think of it that way--this show belonged to the athletes. Having been one, he knew that.He was the very first president of the USOC to own an Olympic medal--a silver. Four years after Warren and Sophie had won the very first gold medal. .we are here for anoyher 45 minutes...so Ernie, what are your immediate thoughts,,,as to our...new arrangements...."Well er....I can say what I like?..." "Aye...out you like...its your meeting...fill ya boots" Well...saying as I'm the first...I'm gonna test the water... as they say...heehee. You...Mr north of the border man...took something from me...something that belonged to me. Something precious...I want them back." Oh...wat was that then Ernie?" "That sluts knickers..." Oh aye I.