” His gut told him not to do it. She needed to know she was beautiful and nothing Metzger had done could change that. “Not on your life, doll. I a...m to see every inch of you tonight.” “But …” “No buts about it, baby. I’m going to look and look. You got everything a man wants to see.” “You’re crazy, Moe.” “I’ve been called worse. Now lie back and let me see the goods.” Mona stretched out on the bed, and Moe took his time eyeing her from head-to-toe. It was time well spent. She was hesitant at. I got an instant hardon and it flashed out of my towel. She squeeze it and made it even hard. And she took out the breast forms from her bag and placed it on my chest and wrapped it in the back of my shoulders. And she told me to stand up and told me to select a box from the table. There were three boxes I select the middle one and opened the box. It was a collection of a red netted bra and panty she made me to wear it. And my legs were clothed with a netted nylon socks. Later I look into the. I would wear very provocative clothing and seek out older men to fulfill my need to be used. The wanton a****l inside me craved the physical attention given to me by these men even if it was a painful encounter, maybe more so when it was painful. When I was 15 I met my first husband. He was 3 years older than me and I would have done anything for him. I thought that he could make me feel alive and loved but instead he was nothing more than a bump in the road. He taught me how to fight and. He tells one of his other two buddies, "You know what to do." So in my mind he's getting one of them to keep point so we don't get caught. With my mind no longer worried about getting caught, I pull my sweats down so the guy left in the room can have his way with my ass. Within seconds he's fingering my hole. He's doing this for about 2 minutes. At this point I need him to fuck me already.. I turn back to tell him and I see him and not 1 but 4 other black guys. All of them have their.