"He's not feeling very well."Rachel stood by the door, rolling her eyes as Mom handed Charlie theglass bottle of clear liquid. He took two swigs of it..., the taste burningthe inside of his mouth and sliding slowly down his throat."Thanks Mom," he croaked.She screwed the cap back on and looked down at her son with concern."Are you sure you'll be okay at home by yourself?" she asked. "I meanyour temperature seems to be through the roof and I don't want to leaveyou alone." Mom, I'll be fine! I'm. ‘Eh, not for us.’ Anne said, before taking a swig from the bottle. ‘For you maybe, but that’s up to Steven.’ I sighed. ‘Of course it is.’ Anne then took the chance to pull up the back of my skirt. Now almost used to the goings on of the household, I didn’t react. ‘Of course, if you’re wearing something like this for him, and forget the blouse and skirt, I’m sure he’d be willing to discuss your uniform.’ She said while letting my skirt fall back into place. ‘Actually, what’s a sandwich?’ I. But within seconds, I felt a different cock entering my stretched cunt.As I looked up, there were another three guys waiting their turn. I heard Victor telling them that I would love a double vaginal penetration.Before I knew it I was laying on my back on top of a muscled black man that had his hard cock buried in me from underneath and a Latino type man was climbing on top of both of us. My juices were dripping as the Latino guy one smeared some of my own pussy juices over his cockhead and he. His massive black tool was the biggest I had ever had in me.He started fucking me hard. His dark chocolate skin was a contrast to my white tan skin as we fucked like wild a****ls. I know everyone down at the party had to hear my obscene screams. He kept drilling into me as I opened my legs wider. He grabbed my full, firm tits roughly with his big, dark hands. I arched them into his grasp as I tried to draw his cock deeper into me."You white girls really do get fucking wet," he told me as he.