", ich war dem Wahnsinn nahe. "Du willst meine schwarze Schwanz in deine wei?e Hurenfotze haben, was?" Ja, ich will deinen geilen Prachtschwanz endlic... in meiner Fotze sp?ren!", schrie ich um gleich darauf vor Schmerz und Geilheit aufzuheulen. Mit einem Ruck war er in mich eingedrungen. Ich spreizte meine Beine etwas weiter, als er begann mich zu ficken. Sto? auf Sto? tat er mit harter Wucht. Jedesmal wurde ich mit meinem Oberk?rper gegen die dreckige Mauer gedr?ckt, so heftig stie? er zu. Er. ”…………The sun beat down from a blue sky. The villa was right on the beach, a white sandy beach, the blue sea gently lapping the seashore. It was idyllic. “Wow Mum, this is well cool,” Louise said.“Yes darling, it is,” I replied.I gave her a bottle of mineral water, then walked back to my sun-lounger, my heels clicking on the wooden deck. Heels, it was all I wore, like me, the other three were naked, and topping up our tans.“Thanks,” Natasha said as I passed her, her bottle. She was beautiful I. Morass is another plan much like Wadi. At least the video Phoebe has sent makes it appear that way. The planet is probably even more swampy than Wadi, with oceans covering more than seventy percent of the surface and heavy rains turning most of the land that does exist into wetlands. Phoebe has said that keeping the tanks from getting stuck in the mud was a bit of an adventure at first, but all of the drivers have now figured out how to tell if the ground might be too muddy to traverse. There were people everywhere – and they were all together. In groups or in couples, everyone had someone to talk to, dance with, and generally not feel like a loser with. Except me. So I sat down at a high bar stool table and pulled out my phone. I was too petrified to look around. And because none of my friends knew I was there or even that I was gay, I had no one to talk to. So I did something I’m not proud of – I fake texted.I believe my inner dialogue went something along the lines of: “Oh.