I remember her practically jumping on me and tearing off my clothes like some kind of feral badger. I remember the warm feeling of her body under as I...thrusted into her for the first time. My thick, meaty cock spread her pussy walls nice and wide, more than she was ever accustomed to, leaving her a red-faced, moaning mess. Each thrust made a wider line of sweat form across my brow, as my feet dug further into the mattress next to her legs. My dick felt enveloped in her wet, hot, crevice. It was. “If we don’t act quickly, they will have it by the end of the week.” “My word, pretty and a mind for war.” Smith responded as he stood up. “Tell me; whilst you were in the whore house, did you like what you saw?” “Sir?” Cheryl questioned. “Don’t be shy,” he laughed again. “What did you like?” “I saw a black woman riding and sucking cock whilst cum leaked from her.” Cheryl said reluctantly. “And? You liked it?” Smith said as he came face to face with her. Cheryl remained quiet as her cheeks. ' 'Fuck off!' Tim retaliated, attempting--yet failing, I thought with an inward smirk--to look unconcerned as he loped down to the shore to retrieve the ball. 'When did you last have a shag, anyway?' Another of the guys took up the call. 'Yeah, Foster, when did you last have a shag?' All eyes, mine included, turned on the stocky, broad-chested male wearing bright red board-shorts.'Ah, well now,' he said, tapping his nose knowingly. 'That's between me and the extremely satisfied woman I shagged.. I struggled to regain my breath.“Damn, girl, you are AWESOME!” he exclaimed, “but I’m saving myself for that DP!” With that, James jumped up, and Derrick stepped down onto the floor. They wrestled me down off the couch, and into the doggie position on the floor, which is one of my favorite positions. James crawled under me, and Derrick was poised behind me. I had heard that these two fuck machines were quite the team. Now, I was about to find out up close and personal like. Not that I was.