She was still fully dressed and looked very businesslike. She was wearing latex gloves and had a disgusted look on her face when she looked at me. To ...ook at her you would have thought this was my idea!She grabbed my hair and pulled forcefully me to my feet. I could hardly stand after what I just suffered through. My entire body hurt. My pussy was numb. The worst of the pain wasn't in my jaw or my pussy or even my much abused asshole. Just like after the horse raped me last year I felt as if. He holds her close for a moment, letting her bask in their shared warmth, get accustomed to the feeling of being filled up, and then he begins to thrust in and out of her. She begins to drip again, and Rhys' cock is coated with her juices. Neither of them give a thought to their lack of protection - all they think of is pleasure. Rhys leans back, pulling Anna up with him. He lies back, and guides Anna's hips as she moves up and down on his cock, her tight virgin pussy giving him sensations. I brought my fresh bottle of poppers just to get me calmed down when it was ready for action. I pulled up in the parking lot and saw a few guys lingering near the cars and one big black guy making his way to the door. Ok, it was now or never.I took a good hit off my poppers while at the same time exiting the car and, stuffing the poppers in my pocket, made my way towards the door. I only took a few steps when the popper wave flooded my body, and the big black guy turned and saw me as I neared. “Well Chrissy, I’d love to fuck you, but right now I want you to model for me, look here is my card,” I said. She took it, looked at it, and turned it over in her hand. “Your room number?” She asked. “Yes, so you can think about it,” I said. “You’d better tell me about it then,” Chrissy said. I told her, the very edited highlights. “Are you for real?” She asked. “Check me out online, then if you want, well that’s my room number, or ring my mobile, up to you.” I told her. “You don’t want to fuck.