I squeezed and rubbed his firm, muscular ass as my mouth explored his still hanging cock. Derek rocked forward and my mouth automatically found his ba...ls. I licked and sucked them gently, but passionately. The smell and flavor was intoxicating, I felt drunk and lost as I felt myself submit to his black cock, to his seeming power of me. I’m not sure if I knew it then, but that’s when my love of black cock started. I couldnt believe it, but I found my tongue now searching and tonguing his crack.. She switched to straight brandy, and soon, she began to feel a little more at ease.Even when one of the more obnoxious men pinched her painfully on the rear she was able to laugh it off coyly and escape from him as he turned momentarily back to his betting.The party was already several hours old before she began to notice the change coming over the crowd. The betting began to get more reckless and the laughing and shouting increased to a deafening roar. She recognized the glazed drunkenness. The men, in the meantime, were discussing the weather and how the herds were doing.We got the same cabin again. Having planned ahead, we had brought a bed for the girls to sleep in, as the ranch didn't have a baby bed, as all of the children here were older. They hadn't had any babies in a number of years.That night at dinner Gus presented the two spears to Richard, the ranch owner, and the special knife to Stan, our guide. They were instant successes, and several other men inquired about. Then one night I finally blew my stack, it was 10 PM and she was off somewhere, so I went looking. I found her, too. She was sitting in at Clancy’s, a seedy bar in town down by the mill parking lot. The guy she was sitting way too close to I didn’t know and I didn’t care. I walked up to her and told her to get up and come home. She didn’t want to, the guy got up with the usual ‘Look bud.’ That lasted 5 seconds. Patra came with me but when I got home the next day she was gone, so were her.