"They've been around the whole time. They just had more places to hide, and tweren't so many people lookin' fer 'em. All the people moving out into wh...at used to be their "stompin' grounds," has 'em looking fer new places, but that and the demand for new land, and timber bein' cut, has 'em on the move. Our people was knowin' about 'em for as long as anybody could remember. Some of 'em even follered us on the "Trail of Tears." We seed 'em ever' day, but the sojers told us it was somethin' else.. Thick lumps of creamy semen hang in ropes and loops from his chin, nose and ears. His hair is matted to his forehead in slick sperm-greasy swathes. His chest and most of his belly are similarly decorated. As I watch, two overweight middle aged men approach and begin to furiously masturbate over his prostrate form while he works his hands over his virile body, smearing the slippery mass of cum over his pale flesh, licking his fingers from time to time. It doesn’t take long before the sperm is. Mary was in her forties and had small breasts and a round ass (which was quite nice) while her daughter was 20 years younger and had pointy tits and a larger ass. They were not unattractive. Helen and Emily were brunettes and shorter than their friends. Emily was athletic and had bigger arms and legs. Her mother was quite attractive with her long hair and raised cheekbones. The mothers went to church and both families were well-respected in town. Mary was a real-estate agent while her daughter. From that day in a room in Florida until the end of the school year, nothing more happened between us and Tyra. Her divorce was about to be final, she was busy between work and that mess. It eventually was Memorial Day. Tyra asked Kristie to spend the day with her at her house. They spent the day in bikini's sunning and having beer as well as a sexual romp. Tyra warned Kristie that she had gotten wild over the weekend. Her knees were badly bruised from it! Kristie, though a couple years younger.