Winnie must have put some kind of hurting on one of the idiots, because she's requesting an ambulance to take, 'what's left of him, ' away. That girl ...s some kind of scary where you and the family are concerned."We'll get you home and our escorts can deal with all but one of those bastards. We have him in the sub-basement waiting for us to ask him a few questions." Jack had the look he gets when he can't tell us the whole truth. Mr. Bell and I were familiar with it and let him be until we got. "I rose on my knees and began to pull up her gown, both my hands caressing her body as they went upwards with the bunching up gown. My thumbs sc****d the hard nipples, the mounds were fantastic, big as a melon, hard and ripe. I played a little making her moan. I removed the dress over her head and threw it on the floor. I began to caress her body, freely roaming the contours, feeling the bulge and the flats, feeling the sparse, thin growth of hair before they reached her wet and hot pussy. She. Off of it was a small kitchen really only used to prepare food, a bathroom and two small bedrooms. The lounge was dark with ugly curtains even when open blocking out the small amount of natural light. Its furniture consisted of two overstuffed armchairs and a similar two-seater couch made of some artificial leather. It was on this couch that Katrina lay with her splayed legs pointing skywards wearing only her bra and T shirt examining the ceiling as Bill urgently lapped at her pussy. Feeling. Both called me a slut… a white married bitch, a slut nigger lover…Peter grabbed a hand full of my curly hair and thrust his huge cock deep up my ass and suddenly he shot his warm load in my anus.At same time I felt Jackson filling my hungry cunt with his burning semen. I fell on top of his hard chest and Peter fell onto my back.Then he pulled out of my ass and I rolled off Jackson.Both black men shoved their cocks in my wet mouth and made me clean them with my tongue.Soon both bastards were.