Kenyada reached out and gripped the eight-inch rock hard tool. “I can’t believe I like playing with your dick!”“Why not, daddy!”“Cause I�...�m not gay! But it turns me on to see how excited you get when I fuck you.”“Good, daddy! Fuck me now.”“Bend over, faggit!”Kenyada shoved his big dick inside Cam’s tight brown hole.“Awwww yeah,” cried Cam.“Take this dick, faggit,” ordered Kenyada.“Yes, sir,” the sissy whined.“Damn! You got some good pussy!”“You like that, daddy?”“You know I do!”Kenyada reached. Oh yes:"Come friendly bombs and fall on SloughIt ain't no use to humans now"So, pleased with his memory and with John Betjeman's plaintive lament to a lost rural society murmuring in his mind, he cruised down the motorway.It wasn't so bad at first. Three lanes of freely flowing traffic can move you a fair distance & keep the stress level down, but as the morning wore on and the inescapable roadworks continued to narrow the road & reduce the speed he found the going tedious and the scenery. “Let’s try this again, you stupid bitch, and see if you can figure it out. What did I tell you about talking?” She keeps her lips pressed tightly this time, saying nothing. “Hallelujah. Exactly. And what did you do?” “I talked,” she said. Immediately, the hand slaps back down on her ass cheek. Tears well up in her eyes, which are also bright with excitement. “You’re still talking. You’re even dumber than I thought you were. I don’t want to hear your voice. At all. Do you understand me?” She. She had hoped her first partner would be either Kevin or Sam.Ben continued. “You of course are under no obligation to do anything you don’t want to do.”Emily responded. “I’m going to treat all of you equally. No jealousies, no conflicts, one big happy family.” She looked at Kevin, “Maybe while you finish with my bridal suite, Kevin and I can walk on the beach and get to know each a little bit better. I’m frightened. Please guys, try to make this a loving experience. Don’t just hop on and get it.