Marcus removed his fingers and stood up - I knew what was coming (excusethe pun). He gripped his big black beast and pushed against my hole - Icould f...el my arse stretching, wider and wider. It began to hurt and Icried out as his cockhead sunk into my backdoor. He rested whilst the painsubsided, then began to push deeper. I felt so full of cock and my stomachchurned. Soon Marcus was pumping in and out of me and I was moaning like areal slut. His balls slapped against my arse cheeks as I was. Lori had obviously been inspired by our sounds, but it was almost embarrassing to hear how she couldn't quite hit the mark."Shame on you," Chloe continued."What?" I wondered aloud."Just listen to the poor thing--it's all your fault. She heard you taking me, I told you she would." That's your fault, for making all those loud noises." That's your fault, for making me make all those loud noises."As we were having this conversation, Chloe was rubbing the front of my shorts, and I was responding.. I started jerking with arousal each time he gave a long, slow lick from my wet hole to my hard aching clit. I almost lost it as he seemed to be sucking my swollen clit and then inserted his tongue slightly into my entrance. I started to shimmy up his shoulders, squeezing my legs, in an unconscious attempt to push my whole pussy closer to his face. He took one of his arms and wrapped it around to put his fingers where his mouth was for a stimulating few seconds. When they were wet with my. Formerly he was a slight man of average height, dark brown hair and brown eyes. Now he stood six feet even, light blue eyes, light brown hair, and a broad beefy frame. Wilkins arranged for papers in his new name, Harry Medford, his flight to Lisbon left Saturday morning. A town car picked him up from his corporate apartment. Alan expected him back in a month, for after Portugal he was headed to Damascus, then to Singapore, and finally to San Francisco, in each city the arrangements would take a.