The message was clear – get on Hairy interracial with it. Her kind were just animals to them now. Please comment if you enjoyed this story and would like to read more. Chapter Three Who I Am and How We Met Up until this point I've said little about myself. Here's a brief personality bio. My German grandparents on both sides homesteaded their land just miles from each other. I had two of the best parents anyone could have. My entire family is pretty brilliant. I was the last child, the baby of the family. I grew up fast, huge for my age. Got my first guns, a .22 and 16 ga on Christmas and hunted by myself from that point on. Grew up on a very cool fruit farm. Had great dogs as my best friends. Was 6' and 170 lbs and towered over anyone in grade school. Dominated as a pitcher, throwing very hard and nearly always a Hardcore no hitter. Probably the smartest kid in my class. Selected from around the county to be fetish included in an experimental advanced track eight grade math class in a nearby city. My parents paid a heavy tuition to get me into it. Was one of the top athletes there, sophomore amateur class president in a class of 400, joined a rock band that same year as it's primary vocalist, always dated pretty girls. But then Ash showed up just before I graduated. Smart. On Friday I drove my car. Frank froze, jaw dropped and he scanned the most enormous room he had ever seen in a private residence. Sven Falk... She paraded around the bar with her breasts bare and covered in sperm, and her fuckhole barely concealed by a short skirt. Teasing and stroking her to the edge of desire, leaving her panting with lust like a simple bitch in heat. I’m scared!” He amateur demonstrated how one could ask a question in English or Spanish, and the device would answer back with the proper translation. The parking lot was relatively empty as the mall was going to close soon. I felt my heart quicken as her seed filled my belly, the aphrodisiac therein melting into my bloodstream. Before she even realized it, she’d started to softly sob. Janice carefully unwrapped the box. Its spaghetti straps left her delicate shoulders bare. She had barely kissed a Hairy boy she liked let alone had any type of rough sexual play. “Off with you now, lest and lose my mind and give your naughty little cunt another savage finger-fucking!” I swished my hips in response and wiggled my rump in her direction, implying that that would be just fine with me. However, Kara held firm and I knew it was time for me to depart. I just smile. Mary went straight over to her, gave her a hug and said: “It’s okay Mandi we all went in without costumes yesterday, anyway we’ve seen your private bits already so why does the rest matter?” And with that she fetish slowly unwound Mandi’s Indian top, I have no idea what it’s called. When Gwendolyn, the new lady of the interracial house, made her first appearance at Hardcore our household’s dinner table, she made a spectacular one. Janey already had the Minister’s cock out and was licking around his head. “It’s a bit more complicated than that.”