”“Oh! Oh, please, Mr. Hawthorne! My hot cunt needs your fat cock!”He held her waist, then thrust his hips. The rough, rugged repeated movement c...used Katrina’s lovely, large breasts to sway up and down. “Harder! Oh, harder, Mr. Hawthorne!”The elderly Mr. Hawthorne smirked and sucked on Katrina’s pretty, pink nipples without a second thought. “Your milk is so sweet, dear girl.”He hungrily licked, lapping at Katrina’s rosy nipples as they leaked sugary, saccharine milk. “Yes! Oh, yes, Mr.. Fucking is one thing, getting a kid is another.'He slid his prick back and forth in her cunt, stirring the sperm it was keeping bottled up. She tensed her muscles so that the sleeve of her vagina gently massaged his reviving member. He dipped his head and ran the tip of his tongue round her nipples, flicking them until they stiffened, the sensations they produced causing her to screw her hips against him.His cock was now as stiff as it had been ten minutes earlier, and he began to drive it into. He asked if it was alright for them to take pictures of me, was it alright for my face to be in the pictures, could they video tape me, I answered yes to all 3. Next he asked if I wanted them to wear condoms, I asked simple questions back, are they all clean, amazingly he had paperwork to show all 10 men had been recently tested and were clean. He told me the group of 40 men that he runs, everyone has to be tested once a month to be a member. That made me feel pretty safe.I asked the next big. Mandy couldn't see anything in the darkened hut, but then she heard, and sensed movement. She was standing with her back against the door and she pushed against it worriedly. It failed to budge. There was some light in the hut from barred windows high up, but there was nothing to see.Then something moved into a section of light. She heaved a sigh of relief. It was only a man. Two men, she corrected herself. Both tall and Black, and looking at her with astonishment on their faces. One of them.