I can't tell if her anxiousness is excitement or nervousness but I notice Alex opening her thighs a little wider. "Don't worry," I reassure them. " I'...l be using my finger to get the taste sample." As I'm talking, I slide my finger across Alex's pussy lips, dipping the tip in just enough to get it wet."Oooooo," Alex moans as my finger slips between her dark pussy lips, exposing the slick pink interior."You have a lovely pussy, Alex," I tell her, leaving the tip of my finger resting inside of. The black guy's cock was huge. Using mine to compare it to, well, Beth can wrap one hand around my entire cock, the girl on the film couldn't touch her fingers when gripping his shaft. And she used to hands to stroke him. That video became her favorite, but she was always to shy to request it. I got jealous, knowing that I could never compare to that black guy, and chose not to watch it for a while, when one night she actually requested it. "Could we, uh, watch that foreign video, tonight?" She. She reached for me, but I was already caving in. As I fell to the floor, I heard Colleen, Rebecca, and some other voices but couldn't make out a thing they said.Of the next several hours I remember only bits and pieces. There was a loud blast, some gunfire, screaming, and brief flashes of light, accompanied by an occasional face peering into my eyes. At some point I was airlifted. I have a distinct memory of a black helicopter and some very large men, with very impressive guns standing guard. For weeks both Rachael and the Queen enjoyed the beauty of lesbian sex, and in the middle of the night Rachael would leave the Queens bed and wonder nakedly down the passageway to the King, in his bed he ravaged her, she responded by having multiple orgasms and she would smile at the King as he grunted and groaned as he orgasmed himself leaving his seed within Rachael, some nights the King would not be able to become erect so Rachael would take the royal penis and suck it until it did, most.