He’d come down to ours to borrow some porn tapes, we used to swop tapes all the time and I had some new stuff.This day he had his friend with him, s...haft, a nickname he lived up to whenever he could, he was a Negro also but not as bulky as George was, even though he was still in good shape. I was going up the park with my boy and his friend who was George’s boy, as I left I saw a twinkle in Donna’s eye. She had always fancied George.I’d been gone about ten minutes when Donna and George were. ? Then you piss like afucking racehorse right into my shit hole.?I am screaming with joy from the sensation of your warm piss pouringinto my dirty pig hole.? You start totell me what a filthy piss whore I am that I am nothing more than a convenienttoilet for your use that my shithole is one great urinal and you might invite agang of your buddies over one night to piss in my shit hole and my gaping cunthole just so they will believe it when he tells them what a useful piss holewhore I really. I didn’t tell her that you were coming,” Beth replied, in a low somber voice.“While you take Beth to the master bedroom, I’m gonna go upstairs and give her daughter some home schooling,” Otis said.“Please be easy with her,” Beth begged.“Don’t worry about her. Get your ass in the bedroom,” Desmond said, as he shoved Beth toward the master bedroom with a hard smack to her ass.Once in the bedroom, Desmond didn’t give the sexy blonde wife time to undress. He reached out and ripped open her blouse,. “Tell me,” Jake said, ignoring her comment. “Are all of your sisters nuts about sexual mutilation?”“What do you mean?” Annalisa asked, not fully understanding.“Well,” Jake said, trying to be as articulate as possible with his raging dick buried in this hot girl’s insides. “Béla loves to be shot. Her sister Beth loved it, too. She even used black powder to burn herself.”“Ooo. I hadn’t thought of that…”“What?” Jake asked incredulously. “You’ve tried stuff like that before?”“Well, yes,” Annalisa.