The way my dick was sticking straight out as my mouth was being used by this manly BBC. Then I heard him say, “YEAH BITCH SUCK THAT DICK BITCH, YOU�...�RE ABOUT TO MAKE ME CUMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM” As he shot his load in my mouth and wanted to shoot my load right then and there. I figured he got off and embarrassed me I can leave, I was wrong. “That was a good start, I going to make me some coffee, go upstairs to my room, you already know where it is, there is some lube on the bed and have your ass in. A pheasant-filled beignet kissed with delicate vegetable vinaigrette. A tempura baby smelt with red-pepper sauce. And an inordinately clever miniature hamburger of wild hare, sandwiched between a disk of fried potato and a barely cooked quail egg. The soup, a roasted chestnut with a distinctly sweet undercurrent nicely bolstered by pieces of duck confit, is to die for. Pheasant breast arrives pink and moist within a wrapping of savory cabbage, Pristine halibut roasted in a potato crust and. We were both covered in sweat and it was nearly 5 am when he told me that he'd like to continue, but that he had stuff to do. His cock remained hard when he stood up and put his pants back on and I admired his sexy, muscular body and rigid ebony horse cock. Wow!!!...was all I could think as I laid there on the bed, my pussy and ass oozing his cum from both gaping openings. I saw Mikey talking with him and they both walked out of the room when my black boy toy declined a ride. When Mikey came. There was this short silence and then from the next motel room, they could hear applause. “Guess we were a bit noisy,” Ron commented with deadpan understatement. Everyone laughed and the tension was relieved. “Can I give it a go with Marsha?” Ron politely asked. Vid looked at Marsha and she quietly said, “Uh, OK.” “Get on your back,” Ron directed and Marsha complied. Pat took Ron’s swollen cock and slowly feed it into Marsha’s pussy. Marsha trembled with the excitement of a strange cock.