”Main josh mein agaya aur apni 2 ungli chatate hua uski chut mein daal di. Woh aab tadap rahi thi. Jor jor se. “Le meri kutiya aur chahiya naa tuj...e meri randi. Chal aab apna pani nikal meri kutiya. Nikal de randi,” easa bolte hue usne apna sara pani mera muh pe nikal diya.Main uska pani pine laga aur fir usko ghumaya aur uske sath uska sarila pani share karne laga aur choot katane laga. Woh randi boli, “Waah mera raja saale tune mera pani bohot jaldi nikal diya kutte.”Me- Haa meri kutiya. Jab. She treated the exposure of her half-naked body nonchalantly, as if it were the most natural thing in the world to be this gorgeous. From any disinterested point of view, she was far more intrinsically, physically beautiful than her sister Sara. Her small, upswept naked breasts were enchanting, her nipples soft and gleaming and as black as tar, a shade darker than the surrounding skin, which was already as black as midnight. (Sara was not as black as Dee Dee by any stretch, and though her dark,. . . “Then we hide out until they self destruct,” the soldier volunteered. “Who was there to feed you, care for you when you had no one else to turn to?” “I see where your headed,” Jake acknowledged, “How do we thwart their sexual assaults?” “Jake, I don't think we can. Actually, we must employ whatever self-preservation techniques required and view are sacrifices as a means to the end. How many times have they opened their legs for us when they would have preferred an intelligent conversation. Andrea looked at Ty, “I want your big Black nigga cock in my fucking mouth.” “Aight bitch.” He responded. It sent a shudder through her when Ty called her bitch. She loved it. He held his cock in front of her face. Andrea stared at it for a moment. She was about to suck her first Black cock, and it was not just any cock either. It was Ty Blaze. She took his head in very slow and apprehensively. She hadn’t sucked a cock other than Dave’s in a while and was a little nervous. Ty didn’t let her.