I could not believe how hard his cock felt. It was like a bone that was hammering away at my stretched cunt; so hard and hot. It felt like a warm fire... deep inside me. I could feel his hot semen flowing into my bowels. His humping had not slowed and at that moment I felt an intense orgasm starting to build up…I had lost count of the numbers of orgasms I had experienced tonight in the hands of those bastard black men. I was different. Suddenly I felt like more of a whore than I had ever wanted to. Whats worst is that now he is barley an inch tall. "AAAAHHHH!!!" Rick yelled as he realized the strange place he is in is the basement, just on a vary large scale. "HELP!" He cried out, hoping someone would hear him. Against all odds, he did receive help in the form of his now towering brother Boddy. What once was a pipsqueak now looks like a titanic sized two year old to the eyes of the shrunken Sampson. "Bobby, I'm down here." The blond haired child looked down and Rick thought he was saved,. "Did you have something to say?" asked Ana frowning at me."Nothing for you," I replied with a smile before glancing at Rosa and receiving a smile that I took as encouragement, "it was something for my girlfriend." The food is ready," said Rosa before Ana or I could continue our war of words, "shall we get started?" Ladies first," I said with an inclination of my head towards Ana. As she turned away I squeezed Kirsty's bum and looked innocent as both of the adults glanced back when she gasped. You know why crime goes down in one area like that?" I asked."Because we are doing a better job, than those other places," he said."I don't think so Detective Thorn. It goes down because people say, 'Hell the cops won't bother to do anything for us, so why bother to call them.' Those people only call, if they have insurance. Insurance that will only pay off with a police report. They do report things like homicide, because they kinda have to. Want to guess how our unsolved homicide matches up.