You’re asking what I want when you already know, from the way I responded to having your cock between the cheeks of my ass, what I want. You’ve al...ays known, even when I was trying not to let it show, what I wanted,” I answered.I leaned close to him and nuzzled my face beneath his neck, breathing deeply of the masculine aroma of deodorant soap and lightly musky sweat that emanated from his warm, soft flesh. “Jason, stop treating me like you’re in love with me. I’m a hot and horny little black. In essence I was blaming her for Ray's over-familiarity with her, blaming her for my own impotence. I looked at the floor, knowing full well that if I were to look at her, I would also break down in tears.But it was to no avail because I no sooner felt her arms envelop me, than I too, was silently weeping. I had set out to comfort her, but instead she was now comforting me; comforting me even though I was responsible for the whole thing in the first place. I looked into her eyes. What a sight. He then moved back up and kissed me dumping a mix of my cum and his spit into my mouth.I tried to resist but I hadn't expected it so all I could do was be a little whore and swallow the whole load. I told Micheal I needed a break but I could tell he had other plans. His dick had gone a bit flacid so he took of the condom and both lay on the bed spooning, him behind me. Before I knew his dick was hard again and he was pushing his cock bareback up my asspussy again.I was too exhausted to stop him. It was up the stairs, round the back, on the ground, in the cunt and climaxed on the face, breasts and, even, occasionally, right inside her cunt or arse. The men were all the same. Charmless, rough, rude and inexpert. None of them had even the first idea about how to get more from a woman than what a woman’s cunt could offer them. Buttercup became steadily less upset after each fuck, but she wasn’t enjoying it any the more. Because she knew it was coming, she took it with more resignation but.