She fell atop me, clawing at my face and shoulders. "Again," she breathed, "Please. One last time." Her hips rolled in the old motion, but we were bot... spent. We dressed, ate with Pamela in the kitchen, thanked her again and set off to find the British army on its destructive path on the peninsula between the York and the James.It took most of two days and avoiding several mounted patrols before we crept along a wooded stream where women were fetching buckets of water with yokes over their. His cock then tensed up and I felt him filling my ass with his hot sticky sperm. When he pulled me off of him and placed me on my feet in front of him I turned around to look at his face. He was a tall, wide black man with a gray and black beard. He looked to be at least over fifty. He smiled and got up and left.This is how my day went as the hours went by. Whether it was one black man, or up to four or five I was fucked and filled in all of my holes nonstop. The weird thing was, the more cock. All that male attention we?re going to get might even be abit too much for me. Goodness knows how you would cope with it.?Again, the thought of Becky getting all of that attention, and the highprobability of some of that coming from men who were much better lookingthan me was enough to ensure that I kept my options open.?What? No.....I....I just meant that I wasn?t ready to pick out a dressfor Saturday yet.?Becky smiled. ?Oh don?t worry about that, sweetie. You don?t get achoice. I?ll decide. The love I felt from Kara and the feelings we both shared being with Birgit made me wish we could stay in bed all day; but I knew we both had places to go and people to meet today.I left just before 7:30am to meet Melody at a small breakfast café near the Museum of Science and Industry. It was a bit chilly for early September, with the temperature hovering around 50°F. I had on a light jacket as well as my usual fedora, and when I saw Melody, she was wearing a cable-knit sweater and had her.