" I went into the bathroom with my backpack, closed the door, found the little bag with the "D" in it. Putting it in involves some bending and pushing...to get the fucking thing up there, but I've been doing it for a long time. Sometimes I used birth control pills, but they were new then, and they made me feel yucky, so I just packed the diaphragm everywhere I went. I had a can of spermicidal foam, and I always shot some of that stuff up me too, just to get the little sperms that tried to sneak. He introduced himself. I'm Paul. You're here for a Swedish massage with aromatherapy, correct? Yes, I told him, and the special thing. He gave me a curious look. Yes, my friend told me to ask for the special thing and you would know what that meant. Did your friend tell you what the special thing was?No I answered. She just said that I needed to let you know when I got in here. Is it extra? She told me that the gift card covered everything. He told me not to worry, that everything was covered. After some more chatting and a lot more flirting the bar was closing and he asked me what my plans was for the night I told him probably just go home roll over and sleep alone he asked me if I wanted to go back to his house and have a few more drinks and of course that was what was on my mind the whole time, so I said yes we went back to his house. it was a typical family looking plain boring home and as soon as I noticed their wedding pictures on the wall I got instantly wet we sat on the. She pulled her panties out of my mouth and yelled at me as she laughed: “Go on, my slutty Ana, beg for his black cock ….. I cannot hear you, bitch!” I moaned “yes, fuck me with all those black huge cocks” as I felt the second guy was arching his back and filling my womb with his burning black sperm… I lay there spent, with sticky cum running between my open thighs, as the last guy got behind me and slapped my ass hard, until with just one mighty thrust his cock filled my open wet pussy. I felt.