I silently walked out the room with my shorts in my hand. I can hear my sister-in-law snoring from upstairs as I closed my door behind me. It was 1:15...M.The next morning the two girls wake me up, left my door unlocked. The girls jump on top of my bed, Jollienne on my right side and Mitch on my left."Breakfast Tito! Wackie-wakie!" Jollienne said as she straddle on top of me right above my erected penis and she lay down and put her ear on my chest."I can hear your heart beat." Jollienne said."Can. Long, dark hair, large, brown eyes, a smooth, fair face (which was one of her better qualities), five foot six, fairly average tits (for a junior), light-brown skin, slim core, sexy thick legs, and an accent to die for. Personality wise, she was somewhat loud, and was always seen socializing or looking hot with the other sexy, popular girls in the school. She was a bit of a gossiper, and sometimes enjoyed the publicity of cat-fighting with other girls. At first, I thought she was more of the. Once inside the room, I found four huge black men waiting for her. They undressed Ana by ripping off her clothes and threw her onto the filthy bed. The look of fear and confusion in her eyes when she turned her head to me, only made my cock get even harder.She had arranged to be a slutty white slave for these niggers…The black men pushed Ana onto her back and tied her wrists and ankles to the bed posts, leaving her firm tits and her spread pussy lips exposed for everyone to see. I noticed that. That's assuming she can orgasm. But why penetration? What about simple foreplay. Or not so simple foreplay? How about bondage like this? Nothing's been stuck inside me yet. But if Hank so much as tickles my clit once with a feather, I'll explode. It's all I can do to avoid a "premature" orgasm, one that occurs before my master has given me permission to enjoy myself. I amend that statement. Nothing has been stuck inside my pussy. My anus has that dildo I've already gotten so comfortable.