If I try and do anything more, she just tells me to finish up. It makes even that once a month something I don’t always look forward to.”“Wow th...t does suck, I would never do that. I mean, it’s been quite a few years for me now since Will is gone.”Maria and I looked at each other. I don’t know how it happened, even today, I don’t remember how. We both kind of leaned forward and before you knew it she was in my arms, our mouths together, tongues swirling with the other. We made out for what. We met at the shopping mall and went back to his apartment. He fucked me all night long in every position. It was really awesome. Marcus was a real fucking machine.On the next afternoon I went again to his place and he fucked me wildly. He also sodomized me.But then I discovered his little secret: It turned out that he was a pimp and after that second day sex session, he somehow convinced me to participate in a gang-bang involving other four black men. The idea of being ravished by several. She began to push her hips to meet my fingers and then began to have an extremely loud orgasm.Afterwards we just lay there looking at each other a little shyly and suddenly burst into a fit of giggling. Neither of us were lesbian, it was just a case of two friends more or less accidentally sharing something special. I couldn’t imagine doing that with another woman nor have I the urge to do so. Because of the shock I felt when she had tried to push extra fingers into me she hadn’t gone on to. ’ She begged. Anita looked at me through her eyes full of sorrow and said nothing. ‘Tell your husband you are my slut, and I will let you cum.’ He shouted in her ear… My wife’s expression was of pain, sorrow, and desperation. After several more commands and threatening to pull his cock out of her pussy, she finally broke down. She looked at me in the eyes and spoke in cries. ‘Oh, please, forgive me, Vic. I’m so sorry. I’m his slut. I’m his whore.’ She said weakly with tears in her eyes. He.