As with the first part, it is purely fantasy, and any resemblance to real people is purely coincidental. If you can’t make clear distinction between... fantasy and reality, please DO NOT read on.Sarah woke the next morning with the Doctor G’s cock still hard and balls deep in her modified throat. Her stirrings woke the Doc, who looked down in admiration at the blaze of color that now adorned the sleepy slut’s bald scalp. Filth had never looked so sexual, as cocks of all varieties shone on her. Finally she felt his pubic hair against her ass. He was completely inside her. For a long moment, he didn't move. She could feel his cock throbbing inside her, though. She squeezed the muscles of her cunt, hugging his dick. He moaned loudly. Emily moved forward, making some of his cock slide back out of her. He followed, driving back into her, pinning her against the bike. "Please," she whimpered. "Please." "Tell me," he said, his voice quivering. "Fuck me!" she said loudly. "Damn. There was a long pause as the women looked at each other. Juanita Mendosa finally stood and took the center of the room. She looked for support from the women along the side of the room. She said, “I speak for a number of women in this room. Our stories are similar or the same, so it only needs to be told once. I once was a woman that lived in a shoe, with too many kids and nothing to do. My husband was too busy to pay attention to me and I had too many kids to look for attention. So, they parted ways as amicably as they could.Demonde found Angel online.She turned out to be sprightly, intelligent, and well-grounded for someone so young. On one vacation, he flew out to meet her. The sex was amazing.In North Carolina, the diminutive tranny heard the rumble of Chad’s truck. She raced to the front door and opened it. She saw the big, two-tone red & white, 4x4 1996 Ford F-150 XLT pickup. It had a 4-inch lift kit, camo green wheels, and BF Goodrich All-Terrain tires. Chad.