Marie didn't really fucking care; she knew none of the girls would blab or they'd be ruined and they'd never get anymore action with or around Marie. ...he was confident that her secrets were safe.Friday night had been one of the sexiest, lustiest and most depraved evenings Marie had ever experienced in her adult sexual life. She'd never seen such a gorgeous sexy and horny bunch of beautiful babes getting it on with each other or with her hired sex slaves. All of the girls she'd invited were. "Oh, God," I said, my heart racing. Somebody loves me. How the fuck did that happen? However it happened, I wasn't giving it back. Well, I was giving it back. "I love you, too," I whispered."Good," he grinned. "I'd hate to be the only one."Chapter Thirty-Two - DavidYes, of course I knew she needed to hear it. But I needed to say it, too. And I found out I liked hearing it quite a lot myself.We got dressed then. I put on my clothes from yesterday, of course, since that's all I had with me. But. Even with the added lubrication of the previous guy's spunk, my little wife’s cunt was still a tight fit.I could see her struggling at first, a pain expression on her face.But then after a few long strokes, Ana settled down and began to grind her ass back into him again as he fucked her pussy so hard.I jumped as I heard a voice laughing in my ear:"Your white married bitch really loves black cocks…!I looked round and saw an elegant bald black man in his late fifties.He stared at me, saying he. He grabbed my hair and tilted my head back, then it was in my mouth, my tongue involuntarily sliding under the foreskin to taste the bitter slime. his cock pulsed, then began squirting a hot stream of acrid piss into my mouth, frantically I gulped it down quickly as his stream increased. I fought hard, swallowing rapidly, drinking his piss, just managing to keep up with his stream, my cheeks bulging, the piss burning my throat, it seemed endless, ten seconds passed, and still the stream was.