As the other guys were just watching, he slipped a finger between my slightly spread thighs and ran it up against my moist pussy. Running it up and do...n a couple of times, he coated his finger with my juices and lifted it to his mouth. He moaned and licked his finger…Then he sat down on a chair and said to both young guys:“Now the white bitch is nicely warmed up. I will just sit here and watch you”.Then both guys untied my hands from the column and dragged me to a mattress lying on the floor,. "Don't go, Angie. I'm not going to be that long. You can talk to Ed while I'm taking my shower. I'll be out in just a few."Angie looked over at Ed, waiting for him to say something. Ed smiled at her, and took out a fresh brew, holding it towards her. He didn't know why he'd do that, it just seemed like he was helping Maria keep her friend there. He wasn't thinking anything about possibly having something develop between himself and Angie. He opened his fifth can of beer, returning his attention. His eyes were dull and his skin pallor almost matched the dirty gray of the porcelain beneath him. I bent over and picked up a med bottle. Phenobarbital. That’s right, I thought to myself, she had said he was an epileptic! I counted the bottles, all empty. He’d taken close to 120 of them, probably within the past hour. I said nothing, but walked out, looking for the phone and dialing 911. ‘YOU’RE SUPPOSED TO BE DEAD!’ he croaked in a sob.. ‘Well, I’m not,’ I spat at him, holding my head and. I know that I am getting so close to finishing, I am worked up being inside you. I can only whisper into your ear “Oh fuck!” in a breathy voice that is higher than my own. I slam into you again I think ‘three more waves are all I have, that is all I can last.’ I start counting down. At ‘Wave Two’ you unclamp your mouth from my very red shoulder and kiss me again. I can tell your close. You’re quivering inside and out. When you kiss me I find myself close to blacking out. My knees buckle and I.