I moan as the vibrator buzzes in my cunt and I feel his beautiful, large hands grip the sides of my head so that he can thrust in and out of my willin...g mouth. I’m so used to his cock down my throat that I barely gag on his impressive length and thickness. He fucks my mouth and throat like it’s my pussy and I love hearing his raspy moans and unrestrained groans of pleasure fill the bedroom.“This little mouth and throat were made for my cock,” he whispers as he roughly face fucks me. You make me. He saw that all of them had short hair like Running Deer. They all looked like rugged men, and he knew that they all were probably twice as strong as he was. He took the dynamite they had brought and carefully cut a stick in half. He remembered Mr. Rogers using dynamite to remove a stump when he was a boy. He had watched while Mr. Rogers carefully cut the stick, and he was trying to be just as careful now. He knew more than he did then, and it only made him sweat now. When he had the stick cut. And shove it in deeper, next time, Lady Dracula," Béla gasped, still out of breath from her own orgasmic wounds.They lay for awhile longer while they recovered from their self-inflicted sex play, then helped each other up. They stood unsteadily and gazed at each other's bloody bodies."That was fun," Béla said. "Your turn ... I get to hunt you, now." I have a better game," Beth told her. She held her empty hand in front of her. "Guess what I found..." Béla looked to see what Beth was. I see a very pretty Indian woman with huge breasts and fluffy black hair that I name ‘Currie’. Then I see a tall white woman with long curly blonde hair. I call her ‘Stilts’. I spend a lot of time staring at her long, slim body thinking about how tight her pussy must be. I think about how she would respond if I asked her to come with me to my apartment. Would she laugh and walk away, would she say “what the hell?!,” and keep walking away shaking her head, or would she lick her lips and.