" He's a good guy!" Do you know him?" Yea, he lives in my Platte. Nice guy, good head on his shoulders, do you know about his wife?" He's married?" Su...i's temper flared, making her look sexy as hell, but in a very dangerous way.Donna grabbed her arm before she could run to the office to interrupt. "No, Suzi, she died in a car accident last year. It tore him up pretty good for a long time. Actually now that I think about it, it's good to see him smiling."Suzi went from mad to sad to happy faster. This meant Bill had to have his hands tied to the headframe of the bed. For her part, Betty, playing the "whore", would have to keep silent while she had sex with her son. She even had to smell different so Bill would not recognize her. Betty could rub her naked tits all over Bill; she could play with her son's dick, masturbate him, or even suck him off. But she had to be totally silent. The whole time I was explaining this, Betty was doing lewd and lascivious things to my erect cock. And she. Oh, you heard about that? Right. Anyway, he's always seemed just as happy covered in mud as with his clothes on. Turns out he wasn't naked. He had something around his waist. For a second I actually thought it was a diaper, but that was crazy. No, it was a loincloth kind of thing, or maybe really ragged shorts, I'm not sure. Otherwise he was naked and he was waving this giant stick around and yelling and chanting. It wasn't a song or words I'd ever heard before. Maybe they weren't even words.I. Once he slapped the meat to them, these whores were begging for more. They always pleaded with him to cum inside their pussies.He always went bareback and loved using a white woman as his cum dump. It was a turn-on for him, feeling his big black cock being soaked by their hot pussy juice. When he came, Ray spurted jet after jet of sperm, pumping a huge load into the bitch from his big cum-swollen balls. He knew it wasn't a cup full of black baby juice, but he figured it was close. Her pussy.