"Of course naughty old Five did want to clue you in on some of it, but she wasn't in a rush to spell things out. You might be surprised that I feel so...ry for her - really I do. Anyway, she'll be alright once we get things sorted out," she said.My next sight was of Lindsay's masked face, very close, her breath stirring my eyelashes. She continued to pull towels away once she'd had a look at my face."I see the fear in your eyes. I don't blame you for being afraid: everyone is supposed to think. I leaned back into the couch my hands held onto her head making her go a bit farther down my cock and I held her there as she rubbed all over with her tongue. Damn she was good. I took the rubber band out of her hair and it fell and spilled over my thighs. She rubbed her face on my thighs and I started to really respond. "Yes there you go." I moaned. She slid her hand up and down and I felt her finger tickle my ass. She licked farther down and I was ready to cum again. This time my cock was. I stared at my wife's grave. A year and I could still hear her sweet laughter and see her lithe, human figure. Nine years she had been my wife, living in the tribal lands, adopting to our culture.She made a better orc wife than many women of my tribe.“The tribe is moving on,” Bruk said from behind me.I did not answer my brother. He led the Red Eyes now. I had lost the tribes leadership when I let our rivals, the Ghost Wolves, kidnap, rape, and murder my wife. No orc who couldn't protect his. .you're going to see what it's like to be impaled on it." The African wasted no time in spreading her legs and by now his black cock was really hard. He gripped her thighs and thrust the head in. Janet yelped as he pushed more manhood into her vagina. "Get off of me you black S.O.B. I don't want your black nigger dick in me. For God's sake, if you are going to **** me then at least put some protection on. I don't want a disease," Janet shouted.That infuriated the African. "Look white bitch,.