"Go haid, girl, squeeze on it."I reached up and felt the hard boner under the material of his shorts. He groaned in pleasure. "Take my shots down, sis...sy," he said.I hooked my fingers and thumbs under the waistband and pulled his shorts down – and gasped as his huge black cock sprang free. OmiGOD! What a big cock!"You like that cock, baby?" he asked me. "Go haid, girl, feel of it."I squeezed down around his thick black cock and I saw a big pearly bead of semen form on the purple head. I knew. I could feel it in the way she rubbed her breasts against my chest. Most of all I could feel it as her internal muscles munched on my cock like a camel chews its cud.And, as she expressed her delight verbally, into my mouth, Mother Nature grinned happily as my balls bunched and I jetted hot streaks of semen deep into Caitlin's sex.Right where it belonged.Or didn't belong.I admit I was a little confused as it happened. It's confusing to love doing something with all your heart, while your mind. My size was such that you could hear in their voices which one was being taken by me, even if you didn’t see it. Both ladies got wetter by the second as they took me inside, at least reconciling with their ex, who was now the most powerful man alive. I was pretty sure that the power was a factor as much as my cock size was, in fact.The more that I pounded each lady, the more amused I was by the realization that every name of one of my ladies happened to also be a name from Lou Bega’s “Mambo. We’re all born the same. Naked and helpless. Every able-bodied person was born with free will … the free will to make change … to make your life whatever you want it to be. I hear people bitching and whining about how horrible their childhoods were. Many of those people have a the-world-owes-me-a-living kind of mentality and it’s wrong, in my opinion. The only thing the world ever really gave a person is life. I make decisions that better me. My life is the one I live, no one else’s. After.