.." Miley said, and then after a beat blurted out, "So do you have guys already in here? Are they security guards like last time? Are we... are we goi...g to... take it in turns again?" Eager, aren't you?" Selena grinned.Miley blushed, "Yeah, well, I..." Don't apologise. Those were good questions, which will all be answered. Soon." Selena said, a sly smile crossing her face before she turned and headed back in the direction of the bedroom, "Follow me."Seeing no reason to argue Miley did as she. " He hung up. I stood there with the phone in my hand and water dripping off me. My torment had returned. Did he really ask me to go to his office in the pink dress. He knew I didn't like the dress. He had made me buy it. I had worn it while on holidays but it wasn't suitable for the office. It was very short and low cut at the front and back and he didn't want me to wear any underwear. I couldn't do it. People would see me. I dried myself and lay on the bed. I knew I would be punished if I. There was a small dance floor at the club. It quickly filled up with interracial couples. Marcus took Julie's hand and led her onto the crowded floor. There were so many people dancing that Julie couldn't help but bump up against he black partner. Marcus took the pretty blonde wife into his strong black arms and pulled her closer to him. Their loins touched and Julie could feel his mighty African cock straining in his pants and rubbing up against her firm tummy. She secretly prayed that he was. He rolled me onto my back again and spread my legs wide so my sopping wet pussy gaped before him and I had a fleeting glimpse of that rampant, stiff, shiny, black member before he pushed it down and once again thrust its full length up my cunt. I was incapable of doing anything other than lie there impaled on his stiff cock as he shagged me, roughly. I was being used and I loved every moment of it, not having to offer anything in return except my body as he slammed into me, pushing me around.