" I quickly did as he told me, opening my legs wide for him and his friends."DAMN! She's hot for black cock." One of them said. The big guy got betwee... my open legs, and watched me squirmed as he pushed his cock into me. "Oh God it feels so big," I cried. He wasn't so big but my panties held back my juices and I was very dry, making him feel big. He was unsympathetic to my cries, as he continued fucking me. Not gently but like a mad man, the sensation I was getting was more like rape then. Me bolunga.Us k bad hamare bich regular bat chet chalti rahi. Bat bat me hum log sex ki bat bhi karte the. Kuch din k bad usne phone kar k batai ki mere mummy or papa dono 1 din keliye bahar ja rahehe. May pucha kidhar ja rahehe, usne batai ki uski mamy k ghar or kal dopahar tak aayenge. May pucha may kab tak aaunga tumhari ghar. Usne boli ki tum aak mere ghar me hi lunch karna or 1 din mere ghar rukjana. Kal dopahar ko jana. Mey ok bol k cut kardiya. Thodi der k bad may tayar ho k Vini k ghar. Mostly everything in the house was either pink or red, even the wood looked like red pine. The entrance had a desk, it looked more like a small hotel than a house. There was a clerk setting behind the desk, a woman, she looked about 30. She was wearing red slacks, a white blouse, and a red vest with gold buttons. Everything in this place was so tacky, even the woman, it gave the place a feel of the western saloons."Can I help you gentlemen?" the clerk behind the desk asked."Uh yea, I'm. What kind of parents do that? But Evan and JT—they'll keep those rooms like shrines until the day they die."Ryan kept talking as her throat tightened. She was too angry for tears, she told herself. "That's why I didn't tell them about the tour. It doesn't matter what I do, how well I do it, or how much money I make. It will never be good enough because I don't wear some shirt with a name and number on the back."This tour is the biggest thing that's happened to me, to my friends, and what do.