Hurry! I don't want to wait any longer!" I fumbled with the card and managed to get the door open. We fell inside, locked in an embrace, and kicked th... door shut. She grabbed me by the belt and pulled me toward the bed, where she sat with me facing her. She unbuckled my belt, unzipped me, and reached inside to release my cock. By this time, it was throbbing and at full attention. She pulled my jeans and underwear down, gave a couple of strokes, squeezed the head, and looked up at me. "Yes,. Give me your Hott cumloads baby !" Helene exclaimed with lust and passion in her voice." Your mature white whore craves more from you right now .. Fill my big whore ass up with your thick BBC !" she bellowed. "I love how you read my mind Helene" , I replied with a huge devilish grin on my face. No more words exchanged she pulled my BBC out her cunt spit several times on the big head of my cock , as I smacked her big ass again but harder this time than the first. " My Bull Stud push apart your. I don’t understand.’ These women were jaded. Hurt. Angry. Never again, they said. It’s over, James told himself through clenched teeth. I’m finished playing the ‘good guy.’ I don’t want another man’s sloppy seconds. I don’t want the sad, empty, hollow woman who gave her very best to a man who never deserved it. If this is how the game is played, then let’s begin. Blow the whistle. I’m ready. James was a cauldron of fury, determined to get a piece of the sexually adventurous pie. Determined. Anyway, there was a skylight, which let in some light, even though the windows were all boarded shut, and, over in the corner, there was a hatch, like an upside down box, all tarred over. If you opened the hatch, there were iron rungs set into the brick wall, and you could climb down. It was full of old car stuff, and there was an office in the back, with a .