Leaning back on my hands and presenting my stiff cock to her with my mind, I longed for, and even began to expect, the feeling of her wet mouth taking...it in. “If you need it,” I breathed suggestively, “you can have it.”As she continued to squeeze and pull on my raging erection, she came up close, kissing my chest and neck and holding the back of my head to bring my mouth to hers. Tongues swirling in need, sounds of wetness and moans escaping, we kissed deeply and passionately, my fingers. He ripped them off and exposed a big bulging hard on. I just smiled and told him to come closer. Then I pulled his waist towards me and I opened my wet mouth to suck on his cock. All the other guys pulled their clothes off too and they also were ready for action.While I sucked on the first black cock, the other guys started to rip my clothes off. After getting my tight yoga pants down to my ankles, One of the black guys immediately bent down to lick my wet cunt. The other two guys were beside. He flew back and rolled before coming to his feet, "you just made a big mistake punk."I shifted and waited as he moved towards me. I brushed the front kick away and then leaned back as I deflected a fist. I slid in as he started to spin in a spinning back fist and caught his arm and kicked behind his knee. I turned and lifted and slammed him down hard and followed with a strike in the gut.I rolled away and came to my feet as he gasped for air, "get up and fight!"He rolled but still could not. It made me feel so proud that he wanted to display me this way. I was happy I had decided to wear these five inch heels because they made my breasts bounce and sway in the most provocative way, and I especially liked it when I heard what the three guys sitting on the porch said when Mr. Washington walked me by them. It made me almost giddy to see how proud Mr. Washington felt. I promised myself I would be perfect for him. I frantically wanted him to be able to tell those men how good I had.