I had been sharing a house with two other guys, and I they both knew I would dress, but we didn’t speak of it, well until tonight. I was sitting aro...nd doing shots and watching tv with my two roomies, let’s call them Jon, and Barry. Jon was a small skinny Korean k**, who was very much influenced by Barry, the all American boy, tall, blonde athletic. Back to our story, the three of us started talking girls, and fucking, and moved onto ‘would you if you were d***k’ Barry started talking about. Wilson’s cock a final swipe. Stacy continued to stroke him.“Stacy, I said he’s clean now,” Cindy repeated.Stacy stared at Mr. Wilson’s cock, her eyes widening. “Stacy!” Stacy kept stroking him. “He’s getting hard again,” she whispered. She felt the heavy flesh growing larger in her hands.“No way! Already?” Cindy exclaimed. She thought guys needed a rest between orgasms, and since Mr. Wilson was so old, she assumed he was done for a long time. “Hey, we made another boner! Let me feel it. She loved how good his cock felt in her flogged pussy and how she loved him sucking her abused nipples. She missed him after he passed away and had then brought the game to her son and the bitch he married. The bitch loved the punishment as much as she did.As Don fucked Sal he did not hold back and pounded her cunt with the welts on it. He told her "You like to be fucked after a good whipping don't you? You like that cunt whipped hard then fucked causing more pain. You can't get enough." He. Then, he got a belt and he started hitting me with a belt.I was telling him Vishal please stop it, the moment I open my mouth he was betting me very badly and held my hair and put me on the bed and started fucking me. I said him, “show me your power in fucking but not in beating me”. “Bitch, you said me to be rough right”, I was like lost and he fucked me very badly and cum in my pussy I was scared.He put more whiskey and said me to suck his cock, I did it and now he said you are a dead bitch..