Clinton recovered his wits long enough to yank his cock from her mouthand spray her face with the last blasts of his thick, warm, white semen,and he t...ook delight in the sight of his viscid seed coating the pinkflesh of the shemale's Caucasian countenance. Like a brand, the semenmarked the white bitch as one who had been possessed by a powerful,virile Black man, demonstrating, once again, to Clinton's mind, hisdominance, his superiority, and his mastery."It's been a pleasure doing business with. Robyn waited for another cock to fill her as she tried to focus on her breathing as the thick dick slid back and forth over her tonsils. But instead of another brutal attack from hard cock, a gentle tongue crossed her lips, giving her the shivers. Quickly going to work, the tongue worked its way around her tender sex, licking and nibbling and sucking it back to life. Robyn moaned loudly and the guys cheered. They loved that she was getting off on the gang bang. Whoever was working her over was. His little kisses on her hair, and his soothing voice had helped calm her too. The girls had come over, making it into a group hug. She smelled his sperm again, but it wasn’t so shocking this time, and, with him there, pressed against her, it smelled ... right, somehow.She had looked up, knowing somehow that he would kiss her again. She had let him do that, and it had turned into something that made her world somehow complete. There was no threat in that kiss, no urgency to worry her. All it. I didn’t ask what they meant. I just enjoyed receiving. The next day was the funeral. Emma went with me to my place and picked out what she wanted me to wear to the funeral. We carried my stuff back to her place and after she was ready I got ready. Everyone who had been at the birthday party was at the funeral. The three grown children of Ron and Emma were there. Their son took me aside at the gathering after the funeral and warned me not to try to move in on his mother. I asked him if he was.