At nine inches, without any warning, I came. I had not even been touching my cock when the thing spurted. Marcus’s monstrosity had hit my sphinct...r just right and I came in five big spurts on Marcus’s broad, hairless chest. “Three inches to go,” I said. Marcus took my cum from his chest and drank it. “Yum, yum,” he said. “I’ve got a week’s worth of cum and it’s going in your tight white hole, whenever you’re ready.” Finally, our mouths touching, tears streaming down my face, my ass. When Jessica arrived at Stacey's house she was met at the door by Stacey, "Hi babe!, I've missed you so much" Stacey said as she allowed Jessica to enter her house. Jessica entered and then turned to look at Stacey, "I’ve missed you too, I am so glad you called" Stacey lead Jessica on a mini tour of the house as they walked to her room, it all looked as she had remembered, the huge kitchen was still huge, and Stacey seemed to be her old happy self as they made their way to Stacey's room. Once. Cutting and punching, for example, evoked feelings of disgust and anger above anything else. I "liked" imaginary gun violence about as much as most young men do (movies, video games...).So spanking and whipping (I like to keep these two concepts separated) were my thing. The recipient had to be a woman, preferably a young one. Sometimes I sought material about men being whipped, because that interested me as well, but it was the whipping of women that gave me fierce sexual pleasure.It didn't. I was in heaven. The black guy getting sucked by the old man was now holding his head an fucking his mouth. Then another black male climbed up on the bed an fed the wife his cock. The camera came around for a close up of the wife sucking the cock an then down so you could see her getting fucked. I humped my pussy in my husbands face wishing it was me in her place. "Would you ever do anything like this" I asked my husband "Oh, I don't know. It's one thing to fantasize but another thing to do it.