” I couldn’t do it. I couldn’t push myself back up, couldn’t put my ass up high for her. I had nothing left. Her lips near my ear, she said in...a whisper, “Don’t make me give you more extras. Get back over the couch and get that ass up for me. Please me. Now.” I tried, but couldn’t quite do it. She popped me on the thigh with the belt, and that was enough. I found something inside me I didn’t know I had, and reached up with one hand and grabbed the back of the couch. Slowly, so slowly, I pulled. He told his black buddies I was ready for them.Davon stared at these guys seriously, warning them my asshole was banned for their cocks; so they should use just my cunt and my mouth.Before the guys started to approach; Davon grabbed my hair and made me look at him in the eyes, while he whispered softly:"What do you want most in life, my little white married bitch…?" Black cock, Sir..." I hissed back, barely breathless.The three black guys laughed at my answer.I looked at them and they noticed. "Hey Brenda," he said as he hopped down to the floor, "Can you get me amirror please? I want to know what I look like."Copy Cat finally snapped out of her stupor and gave him an annoyed flatlook, "What makes you think I even have a mirror in here?" she asked him,crossing her arms.Tobias raised an eyebrow, "I saw you put a kitchen sink in your satchelonce just so you could pull it out for a joke," he said, "If you don'thave one, then I'll go to the washroom and use that," he said as hestarted. There was a hint of desperation in it as well. ‘What happened to your marriage, Bill? I don’t mean to pry, but perhaps that will answer some of my questions.’ ‘Marion and I were fine for the first twelve years. Everything was great. She was very beautiful and a wonderful mother. I thank her for the way our children turned out. About five years ago, she had a brief affair with a young man. It was all about her getting older and feeling less beautiful and this guy took advantage of her. I found.