We went outside and sat with the other two. 3 men came in before one picked me. He was a rather thin black man. As we got to the room, he stripped and...I saw my first black cock. I was surprised that his cock was no longer than Stoner’s. He lifted my thin clothes and examined my ass. “Take it off.”“That would cost $50.” Then I remembered, “Are you a cop?”“No, I’m not a fucking cop. Now strip Bitch.”He reached into his pocket and handed me a fifth dollar bill. I had been told to put all money. They were bare, swollen, and wet. The smell and the taste was perfectly sweet and familiar. It reminded me of the taste from my husband’s chin and mouth, when I would clean off his face after he ate my pussy.I licked and fingered her gorgeous cunt until she came in my mouth. Her hands held my hair back because she wanted to watch my every move…her legs held me in place because she didn’t want it to end. I lapped up every drop of her thick, sweet cum. it was her turn next. I laid back across the. ‘Can we have a moments privacy?’ I growled at her.‘You can have 2 minutes.’ She replied as they left the room and shut the door. Rachel was crying again, she didn’t know what to do. I slid the hospital gown from her leaving her naked on the bed. I reached into my bag and pulled out the clothes I’d brought for her. I put her bra and t-shirt onto her then lifted her up and held her with one arm while I awkwardly slid her panties and shorts over her short leg stumps with the other. Rachel steadied. The ankle passing between her thighs seemed innocuous as she embraced him. However, the flame of her arousal burned within and she suddenly realized that he too must feel its heat. ‘Sit up baby.’ He softly commanded as he lifted her chin. She looked up, her eyes wide as if she’d been caught having wicked thoughts. Veronica sat back on her heels, her hands upon her thighs, as her sex pressed more firmly against his foot, a tremor shook through her as she rubbed across the laces. ‘Strip for me.’.