He was still wearing his T-shirt and the loose, drawstring pants he'd intended to sleep in. His rigid cock was aching for freedom, but all of his imme...iate thoughts were for her. He realized how everything around her was probably out of focus. "Mouse, I want you to put your glasses on," he told her. "Oh god, please don't make me do that." "First of all, I would never make you do anything. Ever. And second, you have scorchingly beautiful eyes. Your glasses draw attention to them. But the real. "Say it again?" He asked.Torrie knew what he was referring to and replied, "Why did I ever get married?" She meant it. It wasn't just because she was getting plowed regularly by black cock; she meant it because she truly, deep down, wanted this kind of sexual lifestyle.********************At first, Torrie just quit working at the jewelry store and started working during the day at Fat Rob's club. She earned far more money and gained a bit of a following. She was able to hide her increased. Tina called me the next afternoon after her fiance went to work.As I drove out to her place, I couldn't control myself and began rubbing my cock as I drove down the gravel road thinking of what was going to happen next. I was lucky the drive wasn't much longer or I'd of climaxed in my car. I turned my car off and stuffed my short stubby cock into my shorts and zipped up. I walked up to the front door and knocked on it. I heard Tina's voice shout out "Come around back!" Once around the back I. Then he took his mouth off of me. He jerked me back and he glared into my tear-filled eyes.“I want you to remember this night forever, princess…” He confused me when he said that but I didn’t have a chance to think about it further.He yanked my Cami off over my head. He grabbed my shorts and jerked them down past my knees, dropping them around my ankles. He sat back and picked me up off of my feet and threw me over his lap.I was being manhandled.Everything was happening so fast and then I heard.