His morning hard-on was demanding even by its own standards. The Morgan family curse. He smiled ruefully on glimpsing his full-on boner in the mirror.... The usual touch of pride was there too; it never went away, whatever he’d told the novice groupie in the band’s van. Damn, he needed the use of a shower cubicle and fast, or he’d be distracted by the needs of his cock all morning. He grabbed his toiletries bag as an afterthought.The bathroom was down a short passageway and he took no trouble to. .SHIT.....! John shot a load of cum up in her pussy. Melissa was exhausted and almost passed out again. [M] OMG....OH FUCK...Ummmmm... [B] TAKE IT BITCH! TAKE MY FUCKING CUM! Then her pussy started to spasm sucking in a massive amount of his cum. Meanwhile from across the lake Steve had been checking the cabin every now and then with his binoculars and zoom lense in case there was outside activity. He could see John fucking Melissa on the boat dock. Steve thought to himself. Wow it is. “My god you taste good!” I told her. She giggled. “How do you taste?” she asked. I still had my clothes on. I stood up and she quickly removed them “Bedroom,” I croaked. Nude, hand in hand, we walked into my bedroom. “My turn,” she said as I lay down on my back. By western standards, my dick isn’t that big, maybe seven or seven and a half inches, but it was the biggest one she had ever seen. “It’ll never fit in me,” she moaned. She wrapped her hands around it and brought it to her lips. Soon it. Her normally feisty nature had evaporated in the presence of the natural dominance of Igwe Orizu.Her taste buds absorbed and thrilled to the taste of the masculine throbbing aroused manhood. The pungent smell threatened to overcome as she eagerly bobbed her lovely blond head over the black pole. Her soft sweet lips slid nibbling over the gnarled throbbing veins of the heated blood that stiffened and hardened the thick and lengthy specimen of hot black cock.Igwe grinned, and glanced across at.