Sassy and Vixen move to the end of the table, each grabbing a wildlykicking leg pulling off the shoes and socks as they each begin to suckon the toes ...s the crowd begins to gather around the bar room table.They giggle as they pin both legs down and Sassy takes hold of them...Vixen moves up to the center of the table placing her hand on hisbulging crotch laughing at his muffled cries."Oh my, what is this??" She coos as she begins to massage the bulge,his eyes pleading as he violently shakes his. "Oh, God, that feels so different," Linda said.As she was still climaxing, I pulled my cock out of her pussy and put the head of it at her asshole."Watch, Erick, watch the head of my cock go into your wife's ass."I pushed ever so slowly till just the head of my cock kind of popped into her. She was gyrating her ass so hard I actually pushed in another couple of inches. She was making so much noise of lust that Erick shot off on his bed without his cock being touched. I shot my load up her ass. It was dripping.- You really like serving White men, don't you nigger, your cunt is soaking wet, I told her, and laughed.She whimpered, but didn't say anything, so I grabbed her hair and slappedher face hard.- Answer when I talk to you, jungle bunny- Yes, sir, I like serving White men, sir, she whispered, her voice still shaking with rage, but getting a lot meeker, like she was starting to realize her fate.I laughed and kept fucking the nigger as hard as I could, trying my bestto tear her. After digging around in the bureau for a while, I found one of my wife Anita's old address books. Thumbing through it I found the number I was looking for. Now it was all down to nerve; could I call a friend of Anita's and ask her for some information? Well, why the hell not? If I tell her what I'm up to, with any luck she'll understand why I'm doing it and help me. But then again she could tell me to piss-off. Still, nothing ventured, nothing gained. I dialled the number."Kara, it's Martin.