At this point it didn't matter anymore that we were cousins. We were just two people, turning each other on! I was only wearing a teeshirt and my PJ b...ttoms, without underwear. I didn't want to waste any time and take a chance that she would want to stop, so without hesitation, I reached over and turned the fire off from under the "now smoking" bacon and then reached down and pulled my "now very stiff" cock from my pajamas. As we continued to play tongue tag, I started stroking my cock, while. She smiled widely, as he straightened his body up and kept fucking her.“Oh, you like dominating women, don’t you?” Kareema said, and moaned.“Oh yeah,” he said as he kept fucking her. He pushed both her hands until they were above her head, and pinned them both using his left hand. With his right hand, he held her neck.“Don’t worry, I won’t force too much on your neck,” Kalum said with a comforting smile.“It’s okay, Kalum. Even if you do, that won’t harm me. I’m not human, remember?” Kareema. Putting a little flirty excitement in her voice, she said, “It’s so good to hear from you, Troy. Where have you been keeping yourself?” “Work keeps me pretty busy, and it doesn’t really stop when the school year ends. That’s why I called you, actually.” A little crestfallen that this wasn’t a social call, as Troy was recently divorced, Liz asked, “What can I do for you?” “Well, I just found out that two boys from the senior class cheated on their community service requirement. They had someone. Steve was taking it up his ass by one of the men when Roen ( his wife) right there in my screen cut off his white balls… castrating him as she herself was getting fuck by her well hung boyfriend, it was the coolest and hottest, thing I had ever seen. The story was said to be a true story, and of a white South African white family. Holly hell that was hot I thought as I short my load watching her castrating her husband as a large set of black balls bound off his white ass cheeks. I down.