” She did put even bother to pretend to decide; she strode to the couch arm where he sat.“I choose your shorts. Please, allow me.”As he had done... her hands ran up the clothing that was to be removed, lingering on what was behind it. They rubbed against the bulge in his shorts. “Oooooh,” she cooed. He lifted up off the couch arm and she pulled down his blue basketball shorts and exposed his equipment. "Oh my god," she said and glanced at me. His cock hung 6 inches with a head even wider than its. The idea of her is in us. She's ancient and new. Before I discovered her, I was a journalist: a writer, maybe even a good one. I guess you can't believe that either."Back in the ancient days, in prehistory, before the enemy killed the priestesses and put men in charge, the matriarchy were the true rulers. The sacred king was the land and the people. If things went wrong then it could be fixed by sacrificing the king and getting a new one: a wholesome, strong and virile one. Basically, the. She got into it pretty quick, though. She cupped her big tits and squeezed them for me, forcing her long, erect nipples through the slits in the bra. She began swaying and making her tits jiggle and bounce provocatively for my viewing pleasure. Next she moved a hand down to her pussy and began slipping it in and out of the slippery hole, making wet, sloshing noises.“Do you like what you see, Ross? Do I look dirty and slutty enough for you?”“Ummmm! Carole that looks so nasty, so slutty.”With my. Do it again," the black man said.With each slap of the wood, the cock drew back and slammed into her bruised cunt. Chris felt she was getting fucked with a log. The yard stick felt like the sting of bees to her tender nipples.Digging back inside the bag, another man produced a ring gag. He pulled the wet panties from Chris' mouth, and in mid-scream, he exchanged them for the ring gag. Kneeling beside her head, he waved his long cock in her face."It's time to do some sucking while you get.