James looked to be in his early 30's, about 6'1" and well built."How many black guys have you had sex with?" I said."Only Terry and my boss James, but...I'm here to broaden my experiences tonight." She giggled.We then walked over to her boss James, and she said hello, James said he was glad we could make it, and gave her a 5 second kiss on the lips. It was quick, but long enough so that I knew they were intimate with each other."Hope you enjoy yourself tonight and become a regular." James. Despite the pain and revolting stench of his bed and his putrid breath she looked him in the eyes and bucked up against him, grating her soft buttocks against him, lifting her legs and wrapping them around his flanks and wrapping her arms around him. She kissed him back, sucking his tongue.“Oh you are one horny slut,” Knocker moaned and spent his seed inside her.He rutted at her as hard as he could, bruising her internally. Michele refused to flinch or cry out.“Yeah take it bitch, take that. Gaining speed and waving her arms frantically, she had slammed into the fence knocking the row of skis and poles down like dominoes. The skis, of course, had belonged to the three guys and they had busted a gut laughing at Angela, as she lay sprawled on the ice. The black haired guy had rushed over to her, lifting her awkwardly to her feet, her skis slipping out from under her. ‘Are you O.K., miss?’ the stranger asked. Angela could tell he was concerned, but even he was laughing quietly and. No soap, no towels, as I was used to it. So I just cleaned my finger with cold water. After it was clean, I couldn't resist the temptation and brought it up to my nose... and soon noticed it still smelled like Janets sexy shit, the smell hadn't gone. My cock got rock hard again. At this time, I didn't know yet what exactly to do about this state of my body, so I just laid my boner in a more comfortable position and then left the room - a quick view on my own watch showed me it was a good time.