I had to be good, or he might think I was a cheap girl and dump me!So, we got married. My mum loved Bingo, fussed over him, cooing and gooing whenever...we visited home. My dad was not so impressed. And Bingo trained me to be his little fucktoy. His education of me in the matter of foreplay prior to getting married was tame compared to the work he put into spinning my young head silly with an endless variety of ways to fuck and otherwise use me. He took me through the Kama Sutra of positions,. I was told to close my eyes and masturbate for them as they watched me… I tried to finger myself, but then I felt my cunt was so dry… I could not excite myself as the three black men and Josie were watching me there. Then the biggest black man pulled me from the bed and made me bend over a table. He held me down with my ass in the air as another guy got behind me and rubbed his huge black serpent along my pussy lips. Then I started to get really wet, so wet that he slipped his huge manhood. I don't usually go home that way, even in the late evening the traffic across it can be annoying, but given the empty streets I figured it was a better bet then following route 13, with all it's twists and curves and generally icy nature this time of year, up the river. If I hadn't been trying to look over the bridge at the icy river below I never would have seen her. As it was, it took a moment for my brain to confirm that I had seen what I'd thought I'd seen. I slammed on the breaks and. .. yo ... going to do?" You ever hear the saying that "Paybacks can be a mother fucker?" Well that is just what this is — payback! Let me explain to you how this is going to work. You are going to do what I tell you or I will use the gun on you. This is the way I see it. If I kill you no judge or jury is going to let me skate. When they find out why I killed you they might be sympathetic and let me plead down to a lesser charge, but I'd still go to jail and I don't want that. On the other hand.