.. nothing. She was just sleeping. I opened the door just a crack, and opened it further when I realized she was on her sleeping pills, or so I though.... As I walked in she said " What are you doing here?" I froze, thinking of an excuse. Then I shrugged and brought out my cock, semi-hard from seeing her in only a T-shirt and panties. She gasped "You were going to rape me!?" No! I was just thinking about your unusual behavior at dinner, and why you didn't scream." By now my cock was at full. He came inside my anus, filling my rectal cavity with his warm semen, gallons of it. I stayed there facing the ceiling, but in just few seconds the black guy grabbed my ankles and made me turn in the air, my face down on the pillows. Then again he fucked me in the ass. He told me he had never had fucked a white slut like me and my asshole was the tightest and best one he had ever fucked in his life. He filled me for the second time, but when I tried to wake up and go to the bathroom, he grabbed. He told me to get on my knee's and I just stood there kind of stuck in fear wanting to run away when Mac said for me to get on my knee's a little louder and I felt his hand on my shoulder. I got on my knees for him and felt something silk like also around my wrists. Then a hand was kind of lifting up one of my ankles then my shoe was off. Then my other shoe.I just stayed there ever so still my body shaking and my heart pounding on my knee's when i felt just the tip of Mac's dick on my bottom. Regardless of what the nanny state portrays about our early development, I was itching for action from the moment my hand could reach my dick and I have yet to regret or feel in any way bad about my disposition, everything is working how Darwin intended it.My father built train engines, at work he built deltics and at home he built steam engines. The attic was a workshop, a total mess, filled with strewn tools, metal and blueprints. The place was lethal, everything was sharp, gnarled and had no.