"Fuuuuuck."* I feel his grin against my neck. "Call me Daddy you fag, call me Daddy and I'll fuck that tight ass of yours."* I shake my head, refusing...to submit. "Say it!" He bites my neck- hard.* "Fuck! Fuck me. Please fuck my cock loving ass daddy!" * He growls and shoves me over the back of a couch; pulling my jeans to down my thighs. He pulls his hard dick out; eight inches and jutting proudly from neatly trimmed black curls. * He grabs my ass and exposes my virgin hole. "I am so gonna. "I stood there, busy, apprised, what was she saying I tried to stop her but she was in the lounge, sitting on the sofa before I knew it, "Excuse me, excuse me, but," no buts it was futile by the time I got there she was opening her large bag.I tried to be polite, she was a very big woman, must have been six foot and hard faced with it, very masculine, she frightened me but then most people do, I'm very insecure around people, "I'm sorry but I don't need anything," it sounded very meek but I. Instinctively, she grabbed at it and began sucking... Sharon laughed as she watched Stacy writhe on the floor under the black guy. She was observing the event through the viewfinder of her father's camcorder. The guys at BCN had been a little hesitant at her filming their party, but when she offered them the girls at half price, they had quickly agreed. As well, Sharon had assured them that the video was only for personal use. And, of course, she had promised them a copy.She continued to film. With her bare bum cheeks exposed to the cold air, she played her pee stream over the stems of the nearby grass shoots enjoying the sensation of covering them with her urine.After several more moments of gorgeous relief, Sharn finished her morning pee. Allowing her short leather skirt to fall back into place around her muff and bum cheeks, she set off again, pushing past the piss stained grass patch. Within seconds, she had plunged into the darkness of the wood.It took several moments for her.