They would fuck a boy anything. They told me to be ready for a rough, impolite and aggressive fuck. They set a date for our sexual encounter. I choose...that day to dress up a bit to feel feminine. Dressing up made me even more horny. I wore converses, some regular jeans and a t shirt for my fuck date with these two black men. But I did wear a pair of thigh high stockings and lace panty.They had arrange for me to show up to the appartement of one of the two guys. They didn't joke around when they. I felt every movement (in and out) her pussy lips was hugging my cock like it was made to be there. I love that feeling, the intense overwhelming lust just before I made I woman Cumming. She started moaning louder as I could feel her insides tighten up and it was driving me wild. I pleasure of my own orgasm starting building up I just closed my eyes to enjoy the feeling of pleasure move all over my body. Then I heard something other than a moan, I looked up and sow Sonja just standing there. “Get ready to ride the Bruce.” As I cleaned up, I looked in the mirror. I was covered with a sheen of sweat, and my hair was all tousled and matted to my scalp in places. It had been a little over five months since I’d been thoroughly fucking anyone, and I was feeling it. It wasn’t a bad feeling, I had to admit. I tossed my hair back and straightened it out, before stepping back out of the bathroom. I saw that Derek had reversed the DVD and was gently fapping to the threesome on Tokyo Tower.. Both were screaming like harpies and cussing like drunken sailors, hubby was butt-fucking her violently and spanking her ass real hard as she fast-fucked her mushrooming pussy with a real, not a miniature souvenir baseball bat. Holy Shit! I was mesmerized!It was a wooden bat, a Louisville Slugger, no newfangled aluminum bat. I admired her traditionalism. There, placed neatly on top of the dresser next to a baseball covered with Atlanta Braves' autographs, was the same full sized bat. How.