Her whole body shook as she felt the pressure of the huge black rod fill every part of her pussy. “You’re telling me,” the black man mumbled as ...her pussy clamped around him. Quickly, the sizable slut went to work fucking the cock driven deep inside her. No longer was she very quiet as she rocked up and down and back and forth on the rock hard rod. The two found rhythm as they slid in and out of each other. The auburn hair was no longer in beautifully sculpted curls, but mussed up from her. ”“What do you like?”“I like to read and dance.”“Oh cool.”“Are you okay,” Rickey checked.“Yeah! Why,” Doug responded.“I just noticed something standing up in your pants.”Doug looked down and chuckled, “My bad. drunk and horny I guess.”“That’s so hot!”“Can I tell you something and you won’t get mad?”“Of course, daddy,” Rickey replied guessing where it all might be heading.“I don’t usually talk to gay guys.”“Why not?”“Cause I’m not gay.”“Talking to me doesn’t make you gay.”“True.”“Is she gonna. “Please show me, Jill.”“OK.”Jill took her rod and reached back and then moved the tip forward in a long arch, letting go of the button on the reel at just the right time and sent the worm and bobber a good thirty feet out into the lake.”“Wow! That is far.”“Daddy and Grams can get it way farther. But they say it is because they are bigger and when we get big we will do it too.”“May I try?”“Yes. Use mine since Jill’s is already in the water.”Renee took the rod and pushed down the button on the. She hadn’t seen Sierra or Aedan in days, hadn’t had any down time or companionship, and she was starting to wonder if she hadn’t misread the signs from the Maker after all – perhaps he just meant for her to ride herself to an early death, rather than help save the world?She’d made it to a camp just as the sun was setting, but before she’d had the chance to set up her soggy tent, she’d been approached by the communications officer, or Commie, as they were known – a glorified bureaucrat, to be.