We both noticed each other changing; however, we never said anything about it. When we were both thirteen, things were changing from what they used to...be. We were still friends, but we did not play like we used to, of course.Instead of building sand castles and playing with dolls, we would often go into Joey’s room and play on his computer or air hockey. At that time, I never felt any amorous attraction to Joey; I only felt a friendship. I had never even thought about being Joey’s girlfriend or. An animalistic desire rose in my chest and I growled, grabbing her hips and driving into her with the force of jackhammer. “Oh, oh, oh,” she moaned with every thrust. My hips hit her ass with a loud smack on each hard thrust. “Ohhh, fuck!” she screamed, as her muscles clenched and her body shook. Her sweet cream coated my cock and balls and she collapsed on the couch with a grunt. “My turn!” Jen shouted, taking Riley’s place, bent over the couch before me. I lined the swollen head of my cock up. Carla screamed, with both looks of agony and ecstasy on her face, as that big dick opened up her up. At about the same time I grunted and blew the biggest load of hot cum into Carla's waiting mouth.She kept sucking and licking until she had taken every last drop from my heavy balls and now slackening dick. The very last drop was rubbed into her nipples as the black guy started fucking her bum for all he was worth. You could see she was having an almost continuous orgasm as that stud reamed her.. . Kenai, an Alaskan town between Nikiski to the north and Kasilof to the south.Life is hard. Post wasn’t used to easy. Women were imported. Serf met serf ... the bourgeois trader, assigned serf Anna Kasilof to serf Nikolai Post. (Bourgeois. fr. proprietor of the land. French was the language of the educated.)“A man needs a wife,” he said. They had children. Some lived, some died ... the Post name survived. Coming forward a hundred years, the United States bought Alaska.Rather than return to the.