*********************** As she walked onto the front porch she could hear her father yelling about something from the living room. She hung her head f...or a second and then pulled open the screen door. ‘Sarah Where the hell are you girl? Sarah ‘ He had his head lifted up from his pillow and he was looking over the back of the couch when she walked through the door. He had a massive hangover and the baby had been crying for a steady 15 minutes. He saw her and narrowed his eyes. ‘That baby has. I'm 42 years of age. I have four c***dren, but am divorced. So now I work hard all day, and at night I love to go out into the city and find women who want me to fuck them---and I do! I make no apologies for this. I am constantly thinking about women, and fucking women. Besides work, my other main focus in life is to fuck as many women as I can...and not long after I moved to Marrakesh, I began discovering that my dark black Congolese skin color was particularly appealing to a surprising number. Something with some reach,” Jennifer said. She twirled the baton again and threw it into the air. “Spinning...” She caught it on the way down and kept the twirl going. “Ignition...” It was noticeably longer. She threw it up again. “Burning...” She quickly reached up and caught it in one hand. “Pike!” The baton was much longer than before, and the end burst into a shower of sparks as a long and flat spike appeared there.She grasped the pike in two hands and charged at the monster as it reeled. A tampon was the biggest thing ever putinside her. In fact, I was a very respectable seveninches.Even at the slowest sex pace, the sensations build.Also, the very fact that I was causing those eroticmoans coming out of Hannah’s mouth was very stimulatingfor me. After fifteen minutes, I groaned with everyshort, hard thrust into her pussy. My orgasm wasbecoming imminent.She ground her clit against me and moaned out,“Aaaaaaaah”. She was coming. I pressed harder and harder..