And the one-incher had me stymied. I could not force it past the stricture where my penile and colonic grafts met. I removed it, re-lubricated it, and...re-entered."Just keep it moving, Tran," I advised. "Just like you-know-what." Tran giggled. "Just think what Rick and Randy would do if they saw us playing with ourselves like this." "I think I know what they would do, and we're not ready for it." "Sh-sh, I'm going to close my eyes and imagine it's Randy," I heard Tran begin to breath harder and. Whites didn't go into the interior and capture people and enslave them; it was their own black brothers who sold them into slavery. And when the white man wasn't there they sold to other black tribes or to who ever was willing to buy." That doesn't matter. It is what has happened since that matters. Ever since the black man was freed from his chains the white man has done everything in his power to keep the black man from achieving any sort of parity in this country." Bullshit Lativa, you are. This one told them it was time for package #2. This one was for Brenda. Her stomach was a swirl. The first two boxes were the same size. He wouldn’t send two chastity belts, would he? He’d asked for her measurements, too. This time, a shoe box came out of the bigger, brown box. Holding her breath, Brenda opened the box. A pair of five inch black stilettos. From Alain’s of Paris. Holy Crap. Karen asked, “How much did those cost?” “I have no idea.” “It’s not fair. I get this,” she tapped a. She jumped and screamed a little butRambo had her pinned in between the bushes where shecouldn’t escape. She was wiggling and calling for me but of course Icouldn’t hear her. Rambo was humping for all he wasworth but must not have been able to penetrate her. Shekept trying to escape but just couldn’t get away. Allof a sudden she stiffened up as Rambo must have hit hisintended target. She really started to call for me thenbut I still waited. I waited until I saw that she.