He motioned her to come closer. She was the one that was so tight that he kept the fighters with oversized cocks away from her so she wouldn't get bro...en before she got loosened up. Her name was Faith and she was a shy thing never lifting her head when anyone approached her. She was real good with the sling shot and he was certain she had used one at the cult camp with lots of practice."Mister Desmond, I need to tell you something."He waited silently wondering if the girl had become addled or. "Hello, you must be Mrs. Everest and..." She glanced at her computerscreen. "...Billy." Yes," said the confident woman. "But please call me Myra." Okay, Myra. And I'm Judy."She stood up and the young man almost gasped. Judy resembled a fashionmodel, svelte yet shapely. Her make-up was perfect, understated butsomehow arresting. Her simple blouse and skirt were fashionable withoutbeing showy, though a few well chosen pieces of jewelry made herappearance stand out. She gestured them to a. Within seconds there it was in full color---it was an 'interracial cuckolding' site (one now of so many others that had grown in incredible popularity in only a few short years).Marcus felt his pulse chugging on either side of his neck, as well as in his chest, as his eyes took in the sights of those amazingly HUGE black cocks that such sites always seemed to show. Though feeling more than a little sexually excited by what he was seeing in front of him, he also felt conflicted. This was because. I had to excuse myself to the porta-potty and Kathy went with she was wearing low healed shoes and sand don't work well with them I guess so being a nice gentleman I held her arm all the way to the potty. She came out of the potty and said her zipper was stuck and asked for my help so I reached down and tried to zip it but a finger slipped inside her pants and I looked at her and she was just smiling. Well I got it zipped with a second dip of my finger and a second taste of her honey hole. She.