We are two consenting adults, after all, celebrating Independence Day, exercising our right to pursue happiness.’ Her hand slipped under my towel to...grasp my happiest part. ‘The truth is self-evident.’ She had hard evidence, to be sure. I couldn’t argue the facts, only the mitigating circumstances. ‘I don’t have any condoms.’ Reaching back under the pillow, Becky pulled out a small square package. ‘Really? Then what’s this I found in the drawer next to the bed?’ ‘I guess I had one left.’ ‘I. Unhone apne kapde uttar diye..Unka ghoday jaisa lund ekdum naag ki tarah fufkaar raha thaa.. Or ekdum tight tha…. Wo jaldi se mere peeche aaye or meri chut par lund ka suupada rakh kar halke halke jhatke maarne lage… …Phir unhone apne lund par body oil lagaya or fir ek tez jhatka diya or lund pura mere andar samma gaya…..Fil : bahu.. ! Teri chut to badi tight hai…uffffffffff.. Bada maza aa raha h..Ohhhh..Waha..Wo meri chut mai jhatke maarne lage..Or mera haath apne aap hi meri nipples par chala. One of the black girls walked past her and spat on her calling her a white whore as the next bloke got behind her and started to fuck her hard and another pushed his cock down her throat, until he pulled out and came in her face. She had now been fucked by about 8 guys and swallowed the cum of at least another 12 or 13. She rested on her elbows exsausted and covered in sweat and cum, when she suddenly felt a finger push into her bum hole which made her wiggle and moan, then her eyes grew wide. "Who is this boss? He a dude?" His name is Mel Fraser, and he's about sixty and very fat," Laura said, happy that she could say something truthful."You don't really like dudes anyway," Trina said, still somewhat prickly.Laura, even though she was alone in the dark in her own apartment, could feel herself flushing hotly with shame. If Trina could have seen her an hour ago, fucking frantically with two other beautiful women, both from work, too, she would have... Oh never mind! Laura thought,.