Her ass and cunt were just gaping holes dripping streams of cum. Her face was covered with cum and her hair matted with sweat and her holes ached from... the abuse she was suffering. Some negro men and women just came to watch and snigger at the beautiful young white girls being humilliated and degraded came and were thru the day to watch her being ravaged. As the sun set, Maria returned, “Take her out into the swamp and feed her to the crocs," she said. Erasmus took Cassie’s leash and dragged. Don't mention coal though, or we'll have West Virginia jumping all over us. I also want some figures on how much recycling there will be from the old style generators. Also, the IRS has been giving rebates to people for years for buying green technology and supporting things like the ethanol farce. People are buying our units because they are actually saving money, so subsidies and rebates are not needed. We'll save the government a lot of money just with this. Plus we can sell them units for. Had disappeared into her room as soon as we walked into the house. She would be asleep in a couple of minutes. That's when my mother came walking out of the kitchen, into the playroom with a fresh drink for herself and a beer for me. She seemed surprisingly (more or less), sober."Here Sweetie have a drink with Mommy." She really was still somewhat wasted and had never bothered to re-button her blouse. Her tits swayed invitingly. I could see her cleavage and the roundness of her large tits but. Hours went by and we eventually decided to consign to our bedroom where clothes were not needed. We tugged off our shorts and shirts which clung to our bodies. I tore the blankets off the bed for they were not needed or wanted. We lay for a time in front of the small fan, while it poured a light breeze over us, taking the edge off the heat. Idle chit chat about the day was made, but I became increasingly distracted by my wife's feminine charms as we talked. She rolled from her stomach to her.