"Yes yes yes, you fucking slut!!!" I said as he started screaming and moaning, "Oh fuck... this is what I wanted so badly! keep fucking me, make me cu...!!" my cock sliding in and out of him, my balls slapping his ass as I used his asshole. "that's a good pussy! that's a good fat gay pussy!!" I moaned. Both of us sweating as we fucked hard, he leaned in and tried kissing me as he stuck out his tongue, "You fucking bitch..." I said slapping his face before grabbing his face and kissing him back,. "She is really strong, considering everything that's going on at the moment." That feeling of guilt returned to me. I wondered if Kathy thought the night’s events were a big mistake. Was she upset? Maybe she would be angry. Maybe she would blame me. I turned to the door of the bridge and hesitated, momentarily considering turning back and sitting with Chris and Janet, before shrugging it off and stepping outside andstriding directly towards the two girls.I could hear Giggles from the pair as I. I grabbed his arm to stand back up and felt how muscular itwas. I gave him a big but tipsy smile and said, "Yes, I'm fine. Thankyou." Who knows what they would have seen if I had fallen all the way tothe floor. "Are you sure?" He said. "You don't look like you're in any shape todrive. Can I give you a ride somewhere?" "Noooooo, thank you. You've both done enough already." I flashed themboth another smile with a wink as I headed for the door. I was stillwobbly as I leaned into Becky to help stop. What ever they were injecting me with , i was becoming addicted to it.by the forth day i was hooked and i turned my life over to the gang.i was forced to sign over my car . as i watch them spend the money on d**gs and booze, i was d**gged and in the side bedroom. he walked in.he was a black man, older , maybe mid fifties. i thought maybe this man would be my salvation and help me, ,,,, i was wrong. he started to get undressed, and i knew i was in trouble. he had a angry look about him, like he.