Billy was a bit stunned, but having taken his trunks off he was rather committed to nakedness so stayed that way, standing so that he was not actually...facing the lady next to us but at least in a position so she could see his bits, and after she kissed and had a brief conversation with the man, whom we assumed was her husband, she looked over at us so he had obviously told her what had happened. Once again it made me think we were in their favourite place which is why it happened, but seeing. The night was hazy, but some of the images flashed across my memory. The sweat, the panting, the lotion, the R&B music playing softly in the background, the ecstasy, the climax. As I laid there and watched her sleep, I thought solely of the climax. Her nail marks were undoubtedly still etched in my skin. Her sultry voice still echoed in my head. Her breath still pulsed warmly through my ears. It was in the heat of the moment and the intoxication of the night, but as I watched her in the. Then she started asking me to go faster and deeper; she started screaming for god, as she let out this scream that frighten me. She pushed me away and out of her and turned around and bent over the desk. She told me she wants to be fucked from the back. She told me she wanted it where her man would never give it to her; she wanted it up the ass. I rubbed my dick in her pussy juice and put him in her pussy one more time, before I put my tip to her asshole. I was nervous, but she begged me. I tossed her belly down on the filthy turned over trash can and quickly bound her wrists to the handle and secured her legs with a chain around the base. She was prone and her butt was nicely propped up in the way I had bound her. That's when Jamile, a 40ish gang leader, a powerfully built black man with scares and tats to prove the years he spent in prison, walked over, my contact here. "Is this the bitch?" I just nodded. "sweet ass"I handed him a envelope of cash and reminded him, "Don't let.