I missed how good you eat my pussy too. Doesn’t that white boy eat your pussy? Sharon said, not like you do. She turned around and straddled him whi...e she guided his cock into her pussy lowering herself until he was balls deep. As she raised herself up and down she said, oh baby, your cock is so big and hard you know how much I love your black cock. Then she turned to look at me and said, Is this what you wanted? To see my wet pussy being stretched out by this big, black cock? Do you like to. Play, she ordered, her nipples tightening, her chest rising and falling more quickly as she watched me gather pace frantically. It had been so long since I had been permitted to masturbate, and I felt my orgasm rise almost instantly, the smell of her swollen and wet sex lingering in the air. My breathing became laboured as I furiously drove my fist up and down the length of my cock, panting like a dog as her teasing smile played on her lips. I was doing this for her amusement and nothing else -. I went up the mountains the sameway, and managed to find my way to the hole in the ground where I fellso many years ago. This time I came prepared with torches and ropes.I climbed in slowly and found my way to the large chamber where the foxspirit had been killed twenty-two years ago. True enough, I found askeleton of a large fox, and a human skin a few feet away from it. Eventhough I was present when the fox was killed, I still stood thereawestruck for some time. It was too surreal. This. They can stay." Camilla came up beside Henry on the couch and grabbed his arm. "But you're coming with me." "Where?" Henry batted her hand away and tried to feign confidence in front of the guys. "To the bedroom." Camilla lifted him up to his feet. A couple of the guys started to laugh. "You're whipped," one of them said. "She must be really horny. Can't get enough of Henry." Another one laughed. Camilla pulled Henry into the bedroom and started kissing him. "Let's go back to your place." He.