They live a few hours away and the drive there gets particularly boring. My mind started wandering and soon enough I was thinking about stories I’ve...read, videos I’ve seen, and various fantasies I’d had recently. See, I had never really done anything sexual, with anyone. I hadn’t had to many girlfriends in my time and growing up the way I did guys were out of the question. But it hadn’t stopped me from fantasizing about swallowing a big, meaty cock and getting fucked hard. As I was thinking. He punched me in my stomach and I fell to the floor in defeat, where I stayed on my hands and knees panting and sobbing. The black giant grabbed a handful of lubricating lotion from a nearer cupboard and unceremoniously rubbed it into my tight asshole. I gasped when I felt his rude finger probing my rear entrance."No, please don't do this." I begged him while trying to catch my breath.He did not even answer me. Just lined himself behind me, making my legs apart and with his long arm wrapped. " I smiled and caressed his cheek."Roger, please, make love to me. Make love to me now." As if on cue, another scream of pleasure from the other room. "Make me like that. I need you now, please Roger." With those words, I lifted myself up, and pressed my new breasts against his hard chest and kissed him. Aggressively, wantonly. He got the message. Clearly!His body responded firmly and as I had hoped. He pressed tightly against me, rubbing and pumping against my white panties as my legs. "I wish for this to happen." I looked at Mujared. Nothing happened. "Is that it?" "What else did you want?" "Did you actually grant my wish?" "Wish? What are you talking about?" Mujared stood up. "Anyway, I've got to go. Marie will be getting worried sick." "Marie? Who's Marie?" He headed for the door. "You really should see someone about your memory, Frank. I know we only got married last week but you were the best man! See you around!" The door closed behind him. Then it opened.