I went with it. I still don't understand my gut instinct, or whatever you call it, but by now I know to trust it.As she ran up to the door, slung her ...ack in the back seat and climbed in up front, I wondered what the clues were. Maybe the skirt - it was halfway up her thigh but not a bum freezer - maybe the tops, usual mix of string vest, waistcoat, mans shirt and a wrap - but somehow, the colours went together. No, it was the hair. Hacked, spiky, coloured - but she hadn't hidden that it was. With her blouse removed her bra slowly came off to reveal her large breasts and pointed nipples. Her skirt came off and then she turned her back on Roger before very very slowly lowering her panties revealing her arse crack and then bare buttocks before she was totally naked.She climbed onto the bed and stood with her legs either side of Roger before slowly lowering herself onto his rigid prick which she then proceeded to ride slowly at first but then increasing the pace. She was eventually. Bongggg, We were still laying on our coats in a lovers embrace.Bongggg, A mist seemed to slowly descend and wrap about us like some sort of blanket.Bongggg, We could hardly see our hands through the mist but we could hear scraping sounds.Bongggg, That bloody bell’s echo reverberated right through us.Bongggg, She seemed to be shaking as she started to sit up.Bongggg, She grabbed at her coat but couldn’t pull it free because I was still on it.Bongggg, “Please!” she begged still pulling at her. “Hell yeah,” Jay said removing himself and going around to the backside. He slid in. “Dis shit silky! Got damn. I call dis bitch. I seen him first!” Polo petted Shane’s head. He told him to take a few more puffs and a couple of sips. Once, he was satisfied with Shane’s state. He feed the sissy his nine-and-a-half-inch meat stick. Jay was loving the boipussy, “Nun like sum good fag boipussy. Y’all be runnin’ round wantin’ real niggas, but be scared when we take it. You be back ovah heah in dees.