The Gallery was jumping up and down in time to the beat, throwing dust in the air and burning flags and Presidents in effigy ... my word ... you'd hav...e thought they were in Iran.It's getting so a half way decent author can't make a little goof before his characters jump on his ass and pound him into the ground. Just who do these guys think they are ... real people?And Kurt grinned and said, "yes. We are real people. You remember us better than we remember ourselves. So, get it right! What kind. And I needed to understand that white women here at the club have no voice, they must do what they are told, they are there to fuck and only just to serve black men, to give them pleasure, that is respectively whores, more or less just fair game.Now I knew why Tembo had left me alone. All these men would tonight satisfy their lust in me. And no one would wear any protection, they all fucked me with her naked cocks. Tom was first to begin.. He took me by the hand led me to one of the lawns. I suddenly realised that my cock was still out and as I looked down it was getting harder. Still smiling he said I had a nice looking cock and moved over to the urinal next to me.He asked if I would like to give him a few strokes and turned to give me a full frontal look at his cock. It was as big as I had ever seen before. My mouth was agape as I watched him pull the foreskin back and forwards. I could see small beads of precum starting to form on his bell end. I reached out hesitantly and. I ran to Kiera and tackled her. So very happy to see her. I grabbed the nearest bottle of booz and started chugging. "Norman and I have a plan." "A plan? What do you mean?" I said in between chugs. " I mean to keep you from Bob." I felt a bit of relief. "Oh thank god! What are you guys going to do?" She lighty smirked. "You'll see." I briefly wondered what she meant but then out came food and Norman started a bonfire. i instantly forgot what I was thinking and went to stuff my face. .