One morning, I saw a child sitting in the dust crying over a broken bauble. In past years, I would console the little girl. I would try to repair the ...tem or even replace it. I did neither. I almost kicked the poor thing because her cries bothered me. I stopped just short of committing an offense that nobody could excuse. I doubt I would have been executed but I would have been expelled from the tribe. That was my lowest point.“Instead, I sat down beside the little girl and cried along with. Mary leant forward, her sister`s breasts irresistible, her hands throwing the lacy whisp to one side, and her lips clamping onto the right nipple like a woman possessed, accompanied by a deep groan from Charlotte as all her wishes came to fruition at a single blissful moment. Together they moved on, the naturally progressing, of each enjoying the other`s breasts, fingers and tongues exploring, slithering over soft tissue each sister caressing, enjoying, stiff nubs squeezed tenderly, areola. “Lets lay her back and let you fine gentlemen finish her off.” Dave says.The man fucking her ass, pulls free. The black friend under her pushes her up and helps lay her back on the bench he has been laying on.Gemma's arms and legs hang limp, her purple, bound, clamped, tits heaving as she continues to cum and moan. Her pussy and ass gaped open twitch in time to the pulses of pleasure still radiating through her body.Both men stand over Gemma's face stroking their cocks hard moaning their. I don't want any trouble.I don't got trouble for you.I was strong, but... no way I could handle HIM by myself. He moved my hand to his crotch, took his other hand and pulled his shorts up, moving that giant black cock out onto his leg and down onto the chair. He put my hand on it, and I... I just put my hand around it, as much as I could. I couldn't get around it. It was hot, and pulsed, and started to get bigger, harder. He moved closer and said...You feel that shit? I'm getting hard, cuz I.