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Good Story, to good not to share. Stuck up rich gi

Date: 10/26/2014, Categories: Group Sex, Hardcore, Interracial Sex, Author: rampage86, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

left. That gave him time, which was what he really need- ed. He was no slouch at losing pursuit, and given enough space between him and his pursuers he was reasonably sure he'd be able to lose them. The trouble was he was heading directly away from the Bantu vil- lages and towards the Pounta -=*=- Kristen wrinkled her nose and pushed away the bowl but the old fat woman insisted, pushing it back at her again. She'd already drank a bowl of the foul smelling stuff and didn't want any more, but couldn't seem to get that across to the big woman. The heat and smell of the first bowl was already making her sick. Her chest felt on fire and her stomach rumbled. Nevertheless, she began sipping on the bowl, thinking forlornly about the cases of spring water in the jeeps they'd brought. Only after she finished the terrible stuff did the old woman let go her hold on the bowl. She looked at Kristen curiously, her fat hand feeling Kristen's belly, then her chest, between her breasts, then her forehead. She nodded then moved away, saying something to the other fat woman. The two of them Picked up another pot of some- thing. Kristen groaned, praying it wasn't something else she had to eat. She didn't think she could keep anything else down. Her stomach was feeling more quivery and unsettled by the minute. But they didn't hold the bowl near her face, in- stead they turned her over onto her hands and knees, pushing her down and holding her there, though she didn't resist. One of the fat women ... took a handful of thick goo that looked like a kind of dark honey or molasses, and rubbed it against Kristen's crotch. Kristen was startled, but didn't move away. The fat woman rubbed her hand up and down Kristen's pubic mound for a few seconds, then slowly thrust a finger in between Kristen's pussy lips. Kristen tried to move away, but the other fat woman snapped something angrily and Kristen trembled but held still. The finger inside her pushed deep into her cunt tunnel, then wriggled around, pressing first one side, then another, then another, then another. It withdrew, then slid in again. It withdrew, and then two fingers were thrust into her. Kristen could feel her pussy oily and wet with the greasy slime she'd put on her cuntmound. The two fingers pressed against opposite sides of her pussylips and opened her up. Now two more fingers, then three more were placed against her pussy mouth, all holding her cunt wide open. She whimpered in pain as the first fat woman held her cunt wide open. The second fat woman slapped heap- ing handfuls of that smelly oozing molasses stuff against her, then began to thrust several fingers into her pussy, rubbing the stuff into her good. Kristen had no idea why they were doing that, in fact, she was finding it increasingly hard to think anything coherently. Her brain was in a strange muddle and she didn't know why. Suddenly, she giggled, then stopped, amused at nothing in particular. The woman behind her continued to rub her fingers in and ...