'Fucking, cunting, slippery bollocky socks!'I assumed it was her talking, and not the socks. I stopped near her, admired her outfit: T-shirt and knick...rs, the knickers drawn tight up on her, displaying a crease where the crack of her sweet ass was. I bent down and smacked it playfully.She stopped her searching and cursing to smack my shin, not at all playfully. 'Stay out of my way, fucker!'I understood her reaction. Saturday morning was no day of rest for us; she had work at home to do, of. He said "you see that?" I said that's hard to miss sir. he handed me a little package of lubricant and told me to go prepare my asshole make sure its ready for this nigger cock slamming nuts deep cause I aint gonna hold back just cause you didnt prep enough bitch I said nothing and took the lube and walked off wiggling my ass cheeks for him then i went off to the bath room and smothered the lube all over my browneye and shoved 3 fingers up to warm it up after a few minutes I skipped off back to. By this point I was getting really excited, especially when I felt Leo's hand on me. I had my hand on Coach Bob, who had his hand on Ronnie. After about a minute. There were 6 penises fully erect in the room. Because I had been distracted by Leo's size, I didn't notice that Paul, although he wasn't very long was about as big around as a beer bottle. I was amazed at how fat it was. I remember thinking that it might be so fat that I couldn't even get to hands around it.As the temperature in the. Scarlett joined me, kneeling on the other side. She kissed at her daughter's hip, loving, motherly smooches. “She's a lovely virgin. She's pure and untouched. I'm going to put a baby in her.”“Yes, do that, Becky!” moaned the virgin.“Because when I fuck you, unlike when other politicians do it, you only get blessed!” I cried out.“WE GET BLESSED!” a horde of women roared back.“That's right!” I said. “And I'm going to bless Katrina.”I pressed my face into the virgin's spicy pussy. I licked through.