A farming baron wanted to change from wheat to oats but was unsure of adequate water supply. After further interminable testimony it was determined t...hat an irrigation system that had already been planned, financed in part by the crown would resolve the issue. All that the baron needed to do was delay his change until the irrigation system was in place. This took only two hours to determine. In the end, another obvious decision followed monotonous, largely irrelevant pedantry. It wasn't. As no one seemed bothered I rummaged in my discarded jeans and found my phone. So that I could film Dianne being screwed. The man had laid her on her back and she was spreading her legs wide to accommodate him. I was just in time to catch his very thick cock penetrating my wife’s very wet pussy. She gasped as her pussy stretched to fit this stranger thickness, far thicker than mine. He seemed to love being filmed and was talking dirty to her as he fucked her. “Do you like my cock you dirty. Class ends, and I wrap up. Time to go to the library to get ready for my next class. The blonde chick next to me smiles, and I smile politely. She wants something. The question is…what? She introduces herself as Beth, short for Bethany. I’m Raphael, I say. She looks surprised because most of the Black male students at our school have ethnic African or Muslim names. I’m neither an African Christian or a Black Muslim. I’m a Haitian man, don’t get it twisted. I shake Beth’s hand, and the. . well, beggars can't be choosers." Yeah, you could have brought a nicer vintage if you're gonna be a friggin' connoisseur." Sorry, Barb, but wait 'til you hear about my little adventure."Barb perked up at her friends words. "Adventure? Do tell." The wine, Barb, please, I really need a drink."Holding her robe closed with one hand, Barb walked into her kitchenette, picked up the wine and filled two large glasses to the brim and came back, handing one glass to Inger then carefully took a sip to.
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