Most of the husbands weren't carrying any where NEAR what Albert was carrying. The Smith boys had pretty close, but they were BLACK. Jimmy Mac was as ...big as Albert, but he was 25 years old. She had seen him from a hiding place when they were seining the river. They had a couple of places they went to get crawdads, and she had been nearby, picking some blackberries. If there had been only him, she would have took the chance, but, two of his brothers were with him, and that would have been too. "Ok, ok, I might have been there once or twice for a quick swallow err drink." I stumbled."Anyway the Cock. I'll get right on it." I said."I would prefer if it you took care of my case before attending to your own pleasure," she smiled.She threw a fist full of fifties and a black and white photograph of Lizzie Swallows on my desk and stood up and walked to the door. Her ass wiggled like two ferrets trying to get out of a sack."Call me when you find the Golden Cockerel; as for my husband, I. “Fuck, Ebony Girl, you’re still tight after the reaming Dante gave you,” Jayson grunted. “I have a dirty little secret to that: I did my Kegels while riding him,” I answer. “Was that why I came so quickly?” asked Dante. “Yup. Less talking and more fucking the shit out of me, now!” At that command, Dante slammed his cock inside of my ass. He clamped his hand over my mouth so I wouldn’t scream. As both men rode me hard, Dante slipped his fingers inside of my mouth. I reveled in sucking on his. He was deep in her throat, his cock throbbing, fucking her mouth.Lisa’s eye began to roll. Everything was out of focus. The lights were a bright blur.She could see the men in uniform walking upto the front door. Her mom was crying, Buster at her side. .She could feel the cock in her ass THROBBING. Everything beganto swirl around. The warm spring day, the words, On Behalf of a Gratefull Nation. She tried to breathe but felt the semen in her throat.Her head shook again and again as she was.