Arriving at her apartment, I then did something I would never, should never have done. I didn't knock or use the doorbell. I used my key and entered. ... had a compulsion that came over me. It asserted control. It was irresistible. I wanted to know what was going on. I wanted to know what my darling, my soul mate, was doing when I was not around. This was when I made the bad decision. This was when the relationship spun out of my control. This is when the final spin occurred. I slipped the key. I slowly moved my hand over his stomach. And it was soo hard it felt as if there is no skin. By the time Rakesh’ hand was moving over my shoulder and slowly came down to my waist. I was enjoying and I guess even he was. Slowly his hands moved to my ass and I saw a bulge in his jeans. I was not in favor of all that was happening but at the same time, I was also liking it so I let it goo. I came close to him and we hugged.His hand was moving on my ass at the same frequency as I was breathing.. She looked at the twin sized bed I slept in each night. ‘Thank god I made the bed this morning.’ I thought to myself as she walked into the room. She examined the small television on the stand on the opposite side of the room, so I could watch it from the bed. Looked at my big comfy chair…And then she was down to the details. She took in that I had no pictures on the walls. No family or friends. Not even some little trinket to brighten the room… There was a bookcase made of boards and cinder. I start to feel his cum go down my throat. He pulls out and I swallow his cum. I tell him “yum I love Spanish food!” he laughs and then another Spanish guy puts his cock in my mouth and I take him deep down in my mouth! I stay there for a few seconds all this is going on and I’m beating off to black guys! They’re moving my hands up and down on their cocks! Finally I’m able to pull away and I say “whoever cums last the hood will be their hood! They all agree and I say 6 black guys and 2 spanish.