I hesitated; so he grabbed my curly hair, pulling my head down to his crotch. I tried to resist, but he slapped my face.''You better be good at suckin..., bitch…'' He yelled at me.He insisted pushing my head down and he slapped me to make me open my mouth. I saw this tremendous black thing even closer, it was really huge, something scaring… and beautiful…I opened my red lips and he shoved his huge black cock up my mouth. The bastard pulled my head up and down like a toy on his monster black. “We met at The Globe, a couple of weeks ago.” This woman was right up close to me now, as she said, “A couple of weeks, she’s a slut, fucking bitch Carol, I’ll get her back!” My head was in a real daze. I had absolutely no idea what this lady was going on about. I looked up to her from the bed and asked, “Sorry lady, I don’t know who you are, and what you mean, about getting her back.” Her arms were folded, and her foot was tapping on the floor as she looked at me and said with a stern look. "Isn't that what I said? " Greg asked. "But this is my hole," he added, working a second finger into my pussy.I was entertaining incredibly wicked thoughts. I squeezed his dick. "I do have other openings available," I pointed out with a perverted giggle."Huh?" Greg said innocently.Kathy knew exactly what I was thinking. "You are a total perv!" Takes one to know one," I retorted."Guilty as charged," she agreed easily, using both hands to fuck herself with the dildo. "You wanna use the other end. “Whoa," he exclaims, but doesn’t back off. I smile at him. “Never expected that, did you?”He shakes his head, still peering through the open window, his gaze flicking between my face and my erection. He licks his lips and I take that as a cue. "Would you like to suck some cock?”He doesn't answer in words but goes to the back door, opens it and tosses in his backpack. Then he opens the passenger door and slides in. “Hi, my name is Bob,” I tell him, slowly stroking my erection. “What's.