The scene was burned into his mind in all the juicy details.There was his beloved wife, her voluptuous body bridged under a donkey- -with that donkey'... gigantic cock pounding in and out of her gaping fuck-hole. That, in itself, was startling.But kneeling over his wife was his nubile teenaged daughter, firmly mounted in the position of inverted love. He saw Valerie's tongue flash up Linda's pussy and, tilting his head to one side, saw the girl's mouth working voraciously on donkey prick and. Well we moved to B,ham and i always encourage her that she should find out how Black Men not just have Big Dicks but they can fuck better . I got a job as a bartender at this 24-7 gay bar on the grave yard shift Thru, - Sunday and my Mistress work the door on the weekend. We started doing and sale coke for the manager of the bar who got it from this tall handsome nonsense Black dealer. Late at night when all the other bars close everybody would come to our bar. So we always sold the most of any. He was fucking me flat on my belly now. His body contorted wildly and because of our coital state, I was forced to follow its every direction. My moaning turned to outright crying and shrieking. He had pushed me forward to the limits of my ankle straps. My legs were spread wide apart and my head was up against the wall. I could go no further. The whole bed was rocking and banging against the wall as he fucked me wildly. When he finished, I felt his wet, warm ejaculate as he spilled it inside of. Mayor John Davis, Rev. Andy Evans, Fr. Frank Murray and a number of others patrolled the town until the not-so-wee hours of Saturday morning. Toning down the party was invariably preferred over having your minister invite himself to your party.The mayor's team of 'enforcers' had a short debriefing before they retired for the night. While the night had passed without serious problems, it was apparent that Saturday night would be an even bigger event. Some discussion of a supervised keg party, in.