With his stamina, if he had kept track of the number of white women he had fucked, he might've even rivaled Wilt Chamberlain's claim of having bedded ...over twenty thousand women.Today, 'Ole Black Joe' was still considered a legend, at least in his own mind. 'Ole Black Joe' could dream now, couldn't he? Joe didn't know that a dildo had been fashioned after his own big black cock. He had been just that popular in Jamaica with all the pretty white, American ladies coming down to get away from their. " Thank you, Mistress Blue," the sissy said sulkily.She was disproportionate. She was beyond.Her breasts were beyond measure. One of her arms tried to support them, but they fell over. Q cups, or something. Spilling. And they were pierced, with chains leading to the sissy's earrings, for support. The ears were distended. Too large and almost gross, the gurl was corseted and wearing six inch heels, tottering. Stockings, make up, a wig that looked very strange - it was blue betty page style, but. . Anyway, you get the picture."Ack!" I'm just full of pithy comments. What was I supposed to do now? I had one arm trapped by this blonde bombshell and my other one equally pinned by my little fiancée. The evil little vixen was not only agreeing to this but assisting! "Terry... !" Kee told me what she had to do to get you to take her," Terry said as she twisted and slid until she was lying fully on top of me. "Am I going to have to rape you too?" It became immediately obvious that her. ." Aria starts, but Ulani is already upon her. She cradles Aria by her waist, pulling their chests together. "Tell me if it hurts," she insists, prodding Aria's wounded lip diagnostically. And it does, a little, but the pain brings pleasure in its wake. A creeping, tingling sensation cascades over Aria's chest, making her nipples tighten. Melting in Ulani's grasp, her head shakes in a coy, "no."Ulani's eyes narrow, and her finger comes to rest at the center of Aria's lips as if to hush her. For.