" The man said as he bagged the purchases. Pete could feel his eyes as he left the shop. That was weird, he thought, I hope it isn't setting the tone ...for the rest of the week.The woman at the pizza parlor was much more friendly. Four large pies was a big sale this early in the season and she was happy for the business. The card was accepted without question and she even offered to help carry the stack to the van. He declined, suspicious of the teens clothing choices now that they were so close. He had to be careful or he would cum fast and he really wanted to fuck her young cunt before he would fill her with cum. He pushed into her deep and then began to fuck her. She felt so good and she started cumming right away and he could feel her wetness cover his thick cock. As he fucked her he kept sucking her tits and soon he unloaded his cum in her. He then pushed her to her back and spread her legs.His face found her wet cunt and he licked her tasting the mixture of their cum covering her. I'm grunting and heaving behind the gag, making small sequestered throaty sounds as he paces around me in a circle, stopping once to let me watch him masturbate. I've no doubt by now that my cunt is actually dripping its sweet slick honey onto the mat below, and I don't care, I just want it. Him, a thousand of them, something to alleviate this. "I don't hear you begging my little bitch." I roar, as much as one can so verbally restrained as I am. I can't even tease him by sucking on the gag. "Hey dude, slide in there and find out what their talking about, I think my wife's bitchin' about me." Brian was a dark black man, and I do mean man. At 6'3 230 and shaved bald, he was an ex-college football player and still in amazing shape. Brian smoothly walked into the kitchen. His black wife Yolanda was speaking at the time. "There's my sweetie!" She was obviously drinking hard too and having a great time. As Brian looked around he noticed all of the ladies glancing at him and after a few.