" Oh no please," she begged."Rita, Rita, my love," I said, "please don't make this harder for you than necessary, just do as we ask." Harder, she maki...g me harder," chuckled Tom.She looked at each of in turn, but not finding any compassion there. Then suddenly she seemed to except her fate; she closed her eyes and lay back down, her long legs opened wide."You first Tom," I invited."Yeah thanks mate," he said, moving into position."Yeah she sure is something," commented Sean."Yeah well done. ........."Whose pussy, bitch?" Another stinging slap to her ass."AHH! Y-Yours! Your white slut's pussy! Ohhhh uh, uh, yessss!" Damn straight, ho! I own this creamy white pussy," He grabbed her sore ass and gripped tight, pulling her hips against his. Ashley bucked back -- The booze and fear and excitement all mixed into a cacophony of pleasure inside the blond girl. Derren leaned back onto his knees, pulling Ashley towards him and making her witness her own fucking."This is a nigger's cunt now,. "Oh yes, Master! Please, please may I cum?" she groaned. "Boy, you have been away too long! That was a pitiful display of begging! Now you'd better try a lot harder than that, slut, if you expect me to say yes," I said. "Oh please, Master! Please may I cum. Oh god, I need to cum so much! Please, Master, please" she cried loudly. This time she sounded considerably more sincere. "Okay then slut, Cum for me. Cum now!" I commanded. "Ohhhhhffuuuuccckkkkk!!" Betsy screamed as she plunged off the. “You did, Erin. I was lying at your feet and it shot past my head like a mortar shell.”“I do not fart that bad!” Erin protested.“It’s not about good or bad. It’s more about the force.” I piled on.“Hey! You guys are being mean.” Lynn defended her wife.“Sorry Sweetie. Hey! How did we get from Erin being pissed about Lynn, to dealing with her farts?” Blossom asked.“Yeah how did we do that?” Erin asked, before she walked over to Lynn and pulled her into her arms.“Please don’t be angry with me. And.