Suddenly I saw Steven’s body began to tense. And with that I knew that his huge black cock was shooting copious amounts of semen deep into my wife's...overstretched cunt.Finally exhausted Steven slowed his motion and fell backwards onto the mattress.Now it was Richard's turn to have a shot at this beautiful white slut wife of mine. Ana went flat on her back and opened her legs wide. I could see Steven’s cum flooding out from her stretched cunt.But Richard wanted another way: he lay on her back. The article featured a picture of them posing for their wedding ceremony. Rose wore a wild smile, in complete contrast to Seth’s soft grin.They were the kind of couple that tended to stick in people’s minds. The same went for Logan and Laura, though for the opposite reason. They were similar enough that people sometimes mistook them for brother and sister instead of girlfriend and boyfriend. Logan and Laura both had dirty blond hair, blue eyes, and strong cheekbones. They were both a little. She took it off the stove and poured it through four layers of cheesecloth to remove the grounds.She poured coffee for Sam, Pa and herself and a glass of milk for me. We sat and Sam told us about her life as a "boomer," going from one town to the next. Her gypsy like existence seemed so strange and exotic to me as I listened to her recitation, awestruck.After a while, her eyes began to droop and to flutter when Ma exclaimed, "Oh you poor dear. You must be exhausted. Here, let's put you to bed.. Ten of them, to be exact. Cheers and claps from my audience. One ball down, eleven to go.I had been the only person among our group's twelve players to get a strike first up, so I got plenty of claps. Being the center of attention for a bunch of pretty girls - for a reason other than wearing clothes that embarrassingly flaunted my body - was nice. Our group totaled about thirty people (the twenty five invited girls plus my core group), and virtually all of us knew each other, so there was.