' With that the four men made a quick exit. The black guard sauntered over to Beth; he stood gazing at her tits for a while then said. 'Excuse me Miss...!' Then he tapped her shoulder with his night stick. Getting no response, he then prodded her tit with the stick, then flicked her nipple a few times. Beth was oblivious to any of this. I heard his radio crackle as he turned it on. 'I need some help down at the Jacuzzi, we got another one.' He had hardly turned it off when two other black security. . uh... oh... oh... yesssssssssss... cuuuummming... cuuummming... oh... oh... oh... Jesus... Christ... cuuummming." My fingers were in all the way and I could feel the contraction of her cunt walls as the ripples of fuck pleasure washed over her. "Cuuummming, Jam... ie... oh... yes... !" I kept jamming my fingers in deeper and deeper. She humped and humped, jerking to another orgasm. "Oh... my... oh... fuck... fuck... fuck... !" Then she slumped against the back of the seat, temporarily. “Ugh! Ugh! Oh, God, eat that fucking pussy!” She said, while I fingered and consumed her juices.In my opinion, with her, the word "fuck" is too strong. It’s too primal. HSheand I are not together, so it’s not “making love.” But if it did happen… we would be making sweet, sweet love and she'd be riding it like a cowgirl.“Oh shit, oh shit, fuck me, Chad…” She moaned.“Yeah, you like this dick? Fuck that boyfriend!” I said, slapping the buttocks of Fancy. Fancy moaned. “Say you like this big. I see you've put her in charge now. They'll have to stay until her stripes have faded but at least Ted will get his money's worth out of her. I think we should send Ted pictures of her stripes. That will help sell the magazine and increase interest in our country and it will raise the profile of our negotiations with the British government." We already have pictures of her Sir, and pictures of her in the customs hall at the airport and a number of her at the whipping post. The Chapoti Post has.