Her smile widened at the word.“That was some workout last night,” she said. “It’s been some time since I came like that.”“Same here,” he...rejoined. “D’you think we’ll do together?”“Oh yes, I think we’ll do very well,’ she grinned. “How about a repeat performance?”“Not a repeat,” he said.“But I think you’re ready!” she asserted as her fingers encircled his erect prick, and began to stroke gently.“Pressure of piss, time for the loo.”He stood at the toilet bowl and began to relieve the pressure.. He made me turn round and he grabbed my waist, making me bend over. Then I felt his thick mushroom head trying to get inside of my wet cunt. I screamed in pain as I felt it.The black bastard covered my mouth with his hand, saying that white bitches should not cry as they enjoyed a hard black cock in their slutty pussies. He pumped my cunt very hard and he finally came inside of me. I felt my used pussy very sore and burning in pain…Barry smiled and he dressed up. Then he got out, but soon one. “Belinda, be careful. If you need me, call and I’ll come fast. I’m not sure I trust Charles and his buddies to give up quite yet.”“I will, Steve. However, I think they are tired. Charles had other girls than me. Hopefully, they’ve learned that I’m not going to be worth their trouble.”We left for our jobs.For me, it was a quiet but busy day. Belinda called once in the early afternoon. We talked a few moments while she was on her way to an appointment and I had a gap between vendors. We would. At that point my ultimate goals for education became crystal clear: an engineering degree!Meanwhile, the dispenser of all stimulating punishment had found an even more efficient method of pleasuring me by pulling upwardly, dragging each bump of the carrot across my clit.Then it came. Suddenly and out of nowhere. Everything inside me surged with energy. Higher and higher and higher. It felt like I had passed out, completely out of control, jerking, writhing, riding the waves of unconscious.