I tried to move forthe edge of the bed to get up, but she pulled myshoulder and I rolled to the side of her. She began to kiss me with obvious inexper...ence butpassion that made up for it. The bed was moving quite abit for a few seconds while we were locked in the kissand when we broke I looked down to see she had removedher shorts and panties. She re-started the kiss whileshe pulled me on top of her. My mind raced as thechldish innocence I once saw in her all butdisappeared and was replaced. “Holy shit!” So Alice wasn’t so innocent as she looked.“Where am I taking that big black cock?”As unexpected as it was to see Alice standing there, I was too horny to backing off now.“You're taking this black cock in your tight cunt.”“In... my… cunt…” she repeated slowly.“Yes, your tight white cunt.”Alice’s knees buckled at the words. Finding her feet again, she started to walk towards the couch.“What about your husband?” I asked.“What about him?” she replied, pointing up. I could hear a faint. " Besides," he continued, "The Winchester carriage is a bear to take apart ... and you need to have the barrel out of the carriage to get it really clean. The Naval carriage has these two nifty caps over the trunnions. Pull these two clips and the caps swing forward ... pick up the barrel and pitch it in a bucket of boiling water ... I have a bucket that both barrels will fit in. Fish out the barrels with these tongs," he snapped the tongs at Andreas nose ... she epped ... he laughed. "The. Just watch. We’ll talk after.”“Roofies, I think,” Diane ventured, after watching the thing straight through. “You were roofied. What do you remember?”“Going to the Roundup. Hanging out for a couple of hours. No bites. I don’t remember a guy. I don’t know if I left the Roundup on my own or not. I don’t remember ANY of THAT!” she waved at the screen. “Part of me is horrified that I was raped – and part of me is pissed that I don’t remember having that much fun!”“You know, except for the black.