The guns were pretty much all the same, so it didn't matter much what Beth picked up.Beth chose a large caliber automatic pistol. Béla didn't know wh...t caliber it was, but the barrel was really huge. Her belly tightened in anticipation of being violated and shredded apart by that monster. She stood, unable to hold still, her hips slowly moving from side to side as she tried to control the fire between her legs. Her nipples were beginning to harden. Béla touched them with her hands, pressing the. How large was his penis? Would he last long? Was he attracted to older women? Cougars? When I saw any woman who reminded me of Dori, I wondered what it would be like to make love to her, to touch her and taste her. Did she share my desires? Maybe she had desires that she was not even aware of yet. Maybe she was unaware of her secret desires, like I was several months ago Yes, I was obsessed. And it did not help that I could not climax on Oscar's nice, but small five inch cock. Oh, I still. I lost the glasses and figured out how to give my curls some length and softer volume. Still, I felt shy around all of these strangers wearing black. I stuck close to the relatives I knew, cooked and tried to be a gracious host while everyone grieved for Great Nana. As I cooked another round of rice and chicken, a busload of cousins dropped by our home and people filed in filling every corner. The older women hustled me out of the kitchen and took over cooking. I felt trapped and so I dipped. What’s gonna happen is gonna happen!’The cook turns to Jean and says, ‘Now missy, before we get to the main event you’re gonna put on a little show for us.’The waitress comes forward from the crowd, pulls my shorts and underwear down and begins to masturbate me. ‘Not bad for a white guy’ she says with a laugh as my cock begins to respond just a little to her hand, ‘But your wife here will need to make it harder.’With that Jean is pushed onto her knees in front of me and the cook tells her that.