“Yes, what?”“Huh? I don’t...”“Yes, what?”“Oh ... oh, I mean, Yes, Sir.”Her answer confirmed his suspicions. She was a submissive, bu... did she realize it? Women were so analytical ... she must know, or suspect. When he spoke his voice was low, but fiery. “And now you want me to let you make yourself cum; not with me, but in a shithouse where I can’t enjoy watching you get off. You are really a selfish bitch, you know that, Rana?”“Yes, sir! I mean no sir! I---I---I don’t know what I mean! I---I. Around 1 pm, the doorbell rang and Sue went naked to the door and opened it. A large black lady in her mid 40s came in and said hi to her son. She lifted her dress and presented her hairy pussy to our view in the lobby. Sue immediately fell to her knees in front of her and started licking her pussy as I just froze watching. I felt a sharp pain to my ass as her son slapped my behind.What are you looking at slut? She has another hole that needs servicing and I suggest you get your ass over there. He told them they could use this white married slut as a whore and could sell her to anyone they wanted! In the mean time they took turns hard fucking her holes one in front and the other in back When one would shoot his cum in her they would grab her hair and really pull her head back!. ..then they would really pull on her nipples and squeeze her big breasts! Then they just left her hanging there naked and chained with the door of the motel room unlocked and the lights on so that anyone. She is struck by the beauty of the brunette with the high ponytail who is walking in front. Her lipstick is glossy and so red it looks like fresh blood dripping from her sumptuous mouth. Her green-eyed gaze seems to pierce through something within her. Her gait is that of a cat, a sure-footed, graceful strut on black heels.The other woman is small and delicate in comparison but not any less striking, with almond eyes and hair so black it is almost blue, braided all the way down her back. She is.