The Minotaur crashed to his knees. Thrak still twisted, turning the Minotaur's head, trying to snap the demigod's neck. I groaned, the world swimming ...lack as I fought to stay conscious. Blood dripped hot off my head.“Kill him...Thrak...” I whispered.The Minotaur bellowed and shoved his head forward. Thrak stumbled back, clutching the horns but loosing his footing. The Minotaur drove his horns down, pinning them to the ground on the other side of Thrak, snorting, bellowing. No, one of the horns. There was a knock, but before I could answer, my mother walked in, to find Betty grinding on me, and Shirley was on my stomach playing with her own pussy and feeding me from her own pussy.She was quite shocked, it appeared, but made no sounds, pulled her daughter off her son, seemingly less worried at the vision on my glistening condom.“I thought you two were up to something, but I didn’t think it was sex,” she said. “Shirley, get up!”Both girls were very worried about what was about to happen;. I tried to scurry away from Daniel and his monstrous piece of man meat, only to have him pull me back over the ottoman. As Daniel maneuvered me about, my neither region belched a sloppy sound as trapped air escaped from my aching bung hole. As Daniel placed his humongous penile head at my ruptured anal opening, I trembled uncontrollably in fear and terror. My bung was like it was on fire at his touch and ached as if it had been ripped open. Charlie encourage his brother, Daniel, saying '...go. However sexy times with a dominant black man and my husband is a very titillating scenario.Keeping our fantasy as real as possible, in the meantime, we chatted to other black men online, read stories together, and as I said, watched some porn. We loved role playing at home and away at hotels where I would dress very provocatively and go out for the evening to bars and restaurants.I suppose it must have been about a year ago we were going away for the weekend. On the Wednesday Jamie said,.