I asked her to strip and start stripping me.Now we all were naked.I ordered resham to remove her panty and gag in smitha’s mouth she did it.Smitha r...sisted but had no other options.Now in front of smitha I was deeply kissing reshma, She gave me the best blowjob ever.I licked her pussy, it was all wet.I asked reshma to tickle smitha’s pussy.Her panties were wet, so wet that it looked like that she had pissed. I asked reshma to lie on top of smitha. I fucked reshma’s pussy for a long time. The form also had my bank account number so they could direct deposit the money. 12,000,000 was my share and almost that equal amount would go on taxes the rest went to the lottery fund. I would make a separate account for the tax money may not be long but an interest bearing account would still bring an extra 50 grand. I was wearing a baseball cap pulled low over my face. I guess they had been put off earlier when six different cars departed the motel at the same time all going different. Piracy, despite its savage reputation, was a remarkably democratic institution. A pirate captain served at the pleasure of his or her crew.Within the folder were scores of different organizational structures designed to meet every conceivable apocalyptic scenario. If the end came from war, the society plans were ready. Several of the women within the clan held degrees or training in radiation or nuclear medicine. Pandemic? Three tables of organizations stood prepared for. I was HIS slut now, and, sluts weren't concerned about their makeup. He thrusts his cock again into my throat.. again... again.. again. With each thrust, my throat was becoming more relaxed, allowing me to take it ever so deep. My throat had become a "throat pussy" for his raging member!! And I was taking as much as I could; I had to. This is what my body craved.. needed; to be a black man's bitch. A bitch slut with no boundaries!Willing to do almost anything to please her man and make him want.