"Finally," said the voice that I recognized as belonging to Joe. "Shemust be fucking drugged out." "Where the fuck did you find this bitchanyways?" ...oe asked.Imagine me, a straight alpha guy, suddenly with a dick shoved into mymouth in a rough way, gagging, choking, inhalating and smelling for thefirst time in my life dick smell, dick cheese, and piss all mixedtogether in a disgusting musk. Imagine the horror going on in mystraight brain as I tasted precum leaking from a hard dick in my. You see, her father James Parker was White and her mother Leanna Durand is half Black and half White. Somehow, Wendy came out looking like a Latina, even though she’s got some African blood within her. Genetics are a weird thing, eh? When I first met Wendy Parker, I thought she was Mexican or Brazilian or something but the tall, bronzed cutie proudly told me that she was mixed-race. I liked her, but in those days, I was painfully shy around the ladies. Wendy liked me, I think, but I waited too. His cock and balls hung magnificently from under his suspended body; his cock never touched the floor, but pointed in that direction like a jackhammer. Instinctively, she spread her legs like in her dream. As he got back on his feet, she applauded and put her hands on his shoulders, chest and upper arms feeling his pumped up muscles. They both looked down at his flexed dick, then in each other’s eyes with a smile and an inquisitive look on their faces.His performance left him thirsty and in. She felt my hard on and touched it softly with her hand and then withdrew it. She then started moving slowly. It was torment, I was going to burst in my pants. “Uhh Daddy it feels good” She kept moving and moving and soon I felt some dampness between her legs. “Baby girl maybe is best if we you took your panties off.” Her eyes widen, and she felt reluctant to do it but then she stood up and took them off. Her little smooth pussy was pink and beautiful, her clit bigger than I would have thought.