I then wait a couple of minutes and sure enough I hear my phone bleep andget another message."Are you serious? It's your boyfriend. How many drinks h...ve you had?"the new message says as I just look at it in shock.It must be a wrong number. It has to be a wrong number. You see, I'mnot gay and as far as I know, I don't have a boyfriend."I'm sorry, but I think you've got the wrong number," I text back, myfingers trembling a little.I then put my phone back in my pocket but a few moments later I. Soon, I was jerking his fat dick in my hand sucking on it's big head getting him hard. His dick wasn't that long, maybe 7 inches, but too fat to get very much in my tiny mouth. Still, he tried to get as much of it in my mouth as he could by holding my head and shoving his hips at my face, gagging me a couple of times. After a few minutes, I stand up and turn my back to Marcus and say lets see what you have, Leon. As quick as he can he gets out of his clothes as I take off my green army. Donovan looked up at Ray as he wiped the water from his eyes and watched him climbed back onto the sofa, knelt down next to him. Once next to Donovan, he did a 180 and while facing away he bent over. Ray gripped each of cheeks and pulled them apart to allow easier access. He was a little surprised to feel Donovan's tongue as it ran over his tight hole. He was expecting a finger to gently ease its way in.Ray couldn't help but moan slightly as his hole puckered with each swipe of Donovan’s. Your hand is still up my dress and you thrust two fingers hard into my wet pussy, causing me to yelp. "You like that don't you slut?" I nod my head. Your fingers push in and out of me hard. The pure rush of adrenaline causes me to orgasm, and then you take out your fingers, running them across my lips. I lick your fingers clean. I look up into your eyes and you say to me, "I wanna see how rough you can really take it. See how much of a slut you really are," you say to me. Your hands reach for.