"His boss sighs. "It's not her fault, she's just the bait. Do you honestlythink she had any choice in the matter?" Yes!" The other replies and I hear ...im storm off."Damn fool!" The hand on my shoulder grips firmly, comfortingly. "Nowlet's get you upright..."He kneels down beside me and I feel the chains fall away from my ankles,and then I allow him to guide me to my feet. "Damn, you're shivering...hang on..."And then I feel his jacket over my shoulders, a massive relief in mycurrent status.. Her powerful orgasm had left her face, neck, and chest red with satisfaction. She finally opened her eyes and looked around, as if confused, trying to comprehend what just happened. She reached up and wiped the bit of cum off her chin. “Holy shit,” she said in a stunned voice. “Is this yours”, she asked, looking bemused at my spent penis. I snickered and just said, “yea.” She grinned sheepishly before licking it off her fingers. “Holy shit,” she said as she looked down at Bryce who had. She shoved her ass back in its face gyrating.It felt her fleshy backmeat against its face. Its want to bite forced back by the overriding burning in its privates. Its eyes in a state of shock with a blank mind. Plump, goose bumped flesh in her face. The smell of her pussy musky and sweet. Like the sap on tree it would eat. But it couldn't bite into the tree.She moved her thong from the way of her pussy.She felt its teeth and nose against her pussy and ass. How sharp they were. And pointy its. Also read The Virgin Going Parking at The Local Park A Runaway Week End at The Bensonand Am I Normal part 1. As they are all true stories. The Virgin is how we met! Parking at the local park was what we did a lot when we were first married and was the first time anyone else had ever seen her naked and watched her/ us having sex and that person was a Black Man! This is where her interest started for black men and several other things helped influence her fantasys about such things during the 60s.
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