I almost couldn’t enter Stace’s room.“It’s okay, Mom. You’re protecting me.” Stace used my words against me.“I couldn’t stop him from ...haming me in front of you.” I wept.“I’d rather see that than still be tied up.” The bitterness in her voice bit me.I left her, to crawl in next to Donald. I hugged his limp body for comfort he couldn’t give.Terry found us together. He untied my husband and shook him awake. “Huh? I’m so sleepy.”“Feeling any pain, Pal?” Terry grinned.I scooted back and curled into. It came out of the man's ass and went back in again with speed and grace. Albert had mounted him now, his rear end in the air and crashing down, his knees cocked, and his mouth breathing heavily into the man's ear. The back of the truck had been modified to stay cool but now Albert was glistening with sweat, his hard muscles tightening the way they had in his body building days. It wasn't long before Albert pulled out of the man and spilled across his back. He lounged against the pillows as the. Ive tried to hide this story since it happened. But, with the more people that read my stories, i said fuck it im telling them all!It began, with my buddy's older brother Marcus. Marcus was 20 and was a fucking hunk. If you seen him you would think of him as just another big black dick hunting for little white cunts. lol. It was a friday when went to their house. Marcus was the only one home and said that every one was gone for a while. But he insisted i came inside. And what happened next. ”“This isn’t your namesign, is it?” his uncle asked.“No. It’s Judith’s. My girlfriend.”“Mmmhmm. And do you have a sign?”“No. I don’t think so,” Wayne answered, trying to think if he had ever been told of such a symbol. “Judith said it was a kind of rune. I saw a bunch of symbols like this when I was doing some research, though.”“Tell me about your research.”Wayne told him the whole disastrous story of sleeping in class, his golden opportunity, and about his research paper and the fraudulent.