. How about a trade?” The old black man couldn’t take his eyes off of me as he asked Dave what he had in mind. Conrad told him “Nat will give yo... the panties she has on right now, for that monstrous black dildo. Even trade. Do we have a deal?” The old man said hell yes! “Lets go behind the counter and make the exchange there.” Dave stayed in front of the counter as the old black man took me behind the counter. He sat down and told me to turn around and slowly peel my panty off. I felt so. The locals were some big cattle ranchers with the Carpetbaggers financing them. The little bit of intel we had on the outsiders was their name, The Octopoid. Nobody had any idea who they were or where they came from, other than they were not from Texas, indeed, probably not even from the planet.I was being sent to gather what additional information that I could. The Center was especially interested in the identity of The Octopoid and where their base of operations could be found. The ranchers. Her moans were now loud and she was gasping for air. I snaked my fingers under thong and into her dripping fuck hole. I couldn’t believe how wet her shaved cunt was. I pumped three fingers up her tight hole 6 or 7 times and continued to torment her left nipple. “You are a little slut aren’t you”, I asked as I felt her pussy begin to squeeze my fingers. “That’s it slut cum on my fingers, whore.” Her whole body shook from the force of her orgasm. Her pussy juices ran down my hand and dripped to. She asked if I minded if she recorded the conversation and pulled out a tape recorder. I replied, “If I can have a copy that would be fine.” She thought for a moment but then said, “Sure.” If she’d declined the request for a copy, then I would have been on high alert for an ambush.“So, John, let’s start with the basics.”“Sure, I go by Jack. My father used the name John. I was Johnny in grade school but changed over to Jack a few years ago.”“Sorry, Jack; you’re a student at the University of.