After knocking her down, one of the men was slapping her while the other casually watched. Judging from what he could see of her clothes, he guessed s...me prostitute was getting it from her pimp. ‘Well, it doesn’t really matter,’ thought George. ‘but I can’t let them do that to her.’ It wasn’t a chivalrous attitude but his sense of right and wrong from all those Sunday School teachers from his childhood. He put the trash in the can provided for the purpose, even though it seemed to be a hit or. Gonna cum, gonna cum in your white pussy, I heard my black friend saying over and over and he pounded into her time and time again. Oh, yes, yes my black stud cum, cum in me, Mom urged and hissed, want to feel you cum hitting inside me, yes, yes, baby, so good, so good. With a final hard inward thrust and a sound of extreme pleasure, a grunting as the two came together and I could tell by the way he kept flexed his black muscular ass cheeks that he was unloading his virile cum deeply into my. “Seriously, I’m not kidding.” “Okay.” She may have started this game, but I’m playing now too. “Really, I’m going to do it,” she says as she walks over, plops herself down on the toilet and stairs up at me. I walk over and stand in front of her. Our eyes are locked, daring the other one to give in. “Ok, I’m going to go.” She pauses, still avoiding averting her gaze. “Fuck, I can’t! I can’t piss with you there!” …and that’s the moment. Her turn’s ended, and now it’s my move. “Stage fright?”. Angus now climbed on top of me and for the next few minutes, we kissed as his stiff knob speared into my crotch. Finally lifting his body up off me and moving my legs apart, he grabbed my balls and began whipping them with his rigid cock. I yelped and writhed, to grunts of approval from him. Then, turning me onto my stomach again Angus fell on top of me. He began spearing his dick in and out of me.Upon pulling out he would let my sphincter relax for a few seconds before piercing into me again..