"The boy was going to sleep as I seemed inclined to do, but I fought to stay awake. There was too much to learn to let some sleeping potion take over.... heard, "It looks like your magical potion is working priest." Yes, it does, Sire. Is there any indication of our hero?"There was no hero, but I was here. I pushed as hard as I could. Whatever I pushed against I was unsure of but I instinctively thought this was the right way to proceed. The result was as if I rose out of a pit. A square of light. The dirty barkeeper watched from the other side of the glass door.“Let me out, you fucker!” the Goddess of the WWE stomped her feet in a tantrum.“So you’re my stalker, eh?” the topless Becky Lynch fumed, her face flushed with anger as well as the top of her breasts.“What? Me? No!” Alexa played dumb, covering her cute, lying little mouth with her hands. “I would never!”“You lying little bitch,” the much taller Irish fighter said, now towering over the five feet of Bliss. Becky pulled her. “SING!”I turned to the band, which was already playing the lead-in, or rather the first bar over and over again. Well, here goes:“Hit it.”If I were a rich man, Yubby dibby dibby dibby dibby dibby dibby dum.All day long I’d biddy biddy bum.If I were a wealthy man.I wouldn’t have to work hard.Ya ha deedle deedle, bubba bubba deedle deedle dum.If I were a biddy biddy rich, Idle-diddle-daidle-daidle man.Yes, indeed: Oleg had picked ‘If I Were A Rich Man’, from the 1964 musical. I didn’t know the. I could hear Maria squealing with delight as Dan began eating her neatly trimmed pussy. Dan only spent a couple minutes licking Maria's pussy but apparently thought she was wet enough already from the excitement that was building up. I could hear Maria begging Dan to put his cock inside of her pussy. Can you just imagine hearing a typical white housewife begging a black man to fuck her? Dan climbed up between her legs and guided his thick black cock toward the entrance of her waiting pussy..