As I poured her a glass of cold water, I caught my reflection in the microwave. I smiled. My hair was a mess and my lips had a shine. I shook my head....I was in Miss Morgans house, naked, her cum on my lips. I returned to Miss Morgans room. She had not moved at all, but her breathing had returned to normal. I handed her the glass, and she sat up and took a long drink. I sat on the side of the bed, suddenly nervous, like I often was after sex was done. I was never sure what to say next.. "fuck Andr..." I said but he slapped me again, harder, this time knocking me realing i fell backward against the wall.He grabbed me by the throat, forcing me against the wall, "Are you ready for this you fucking slut?" he said....spraying spit in my face as he said it. I was scared....this was all too real, and i knew he was too strong for me.He grabbed me by my long dark hair, a forced me to me knees, " ow! Andrew Please" I protested! "shut up slut" he barked. I was on my knees, he fumbled. ." I smiled taking his covers off leaning down to his dick. It was about 5in maybe a little bit bigger. It was thick and had a weird smell to it...not a bad smell but definitely weird. I decided to step outside my comfort bubble and licked the tip of his dick. He shuddered putting his hand on my head. Slowly I took as much of his dick as I could down my throat going up and down. After only a few seconds he began to shake and then without a warning I could feel his cum going down my throat. I. .I really loved that very huge and hard black cock. It was gorgeous…Then I immediately started wanking and sucking her beautiful big black cock. After a long while, it was very hard and hot. I told her I could not wait any longer; I needed it inside my very moist tight married white pussy.I took off my skirt and panties and positioned myself on all fours onto the bed, with my round ass cheeks in the air, waiting to be mounted. My pussy was horny and dripping wet; I was hungry for her huge black.