. No reply for about 5 minutes and it felt like 20, I had to convince myself 20 times not to go down.. After what felt like an eternity, I get a reply... my heart racing I go to open the message and it reads "she's still working the monster, her little hands aren't enough, I'm trying convince her to lick my balls she won't budge, but she keeps fondling em and telling me there huge!" I reply "you weren't suppose to ask for anything until the end and just if she wanted to blow you that was it!" I. Hard, very hard…I felt so fragile sandwiched between these two huge black guys. I let them do whatever they wanted with me. Anything they would do, would make me cum like crazy, as I felt so fucking horny.I wanted these black men to use me, just to use me and abuse my body, doing whatever dirty things they wanted to do to me. I wanted to have their lust.“Harder” I moaned, looking at Samuel, fucking my cunt just in front of me.He nodded in agreement and I insisted, encouraging him to do it.“I. He takes it upon himself to grab the chair across from me, turn it around and sit on it backwards so that he is still facing me but sitting the wrong way on the chair. "You don't know who I am, do you?"I freeze for a second. He can't possibly be, and even if he were, he can't possibly know who I am. I don't post my face anywhere that I post my naked body. "Am I supposed to? Are you famous or something?" I try to pretend like my heart is not pounding in my ears.He laughs and takes a slow sip of. "Just relax and let us enjoy your company. Before you know it, you'll be part of us. Watch and see."After the meal, Diana tried to get Joyce and Caitlin to go to the living room with the men, but they refused, wanting to help, although both were leery of the precision chaos that the women called cleanup. They were soon sucked into it, though, the good mood and laughter as well.When cleanup was over, Diana looked around her. "Okay, let's get dressed. We need to be rolling by eight. The.