I wanna cum so bad! Make me cum on your black cock! Pound that cunt, dammit, you're here to fuck me, make it happen! Uhn, shit, god, so good, so wonde...ful, you fuck so good!"I watched and listened, wondering if she was getting too excited; my jealousy was stirring. She had never responded so wildly to another man's fucking. Would she still be satisfied with me? I wondered."Fuck me!" She screamed, "Fuck my whore pussy. Make me your slut, your whore, your wife! Fuck my whore cunt!"I was getting. 'I am Michael Williams! Founder and CEO of Venus Industries, one of the most powerful men in all of Chrystal Heights and I am falling to pieces because some fucking bimbo won't love me."The blend of the pleasure derived from Fifi's tongue and the fear evoked from Michael's rant is still to this day the most unnerving and frightening experience of my life.I wanted to escape Fifi's tongue, but I couldn't. I wanted to say something to Michael, but I couldn't. I had been scared, worried and fearful. With a giggle I followed Midnight as we lead them behind some huge Carneytrucks.Now that I knew they were there it was easy to know where they were. Icould feel Yarris redirecting people away from us as Midnight and I bothknelt and began giving our gentlemen blowjobs. I could feel my own semistiffy oozing out into my pantys as I thought about how naughty we werebeing.As my lips pressed against his knot I heard a stifled growl purr andglanced over at Midnight. But it wasn't her she had her mouth. I wondered whether Angie would comply. They both continued to fuck each other gently, while Sid kept his mouth glued to her left nipple.Angie then gave a long low groan of bliss. "Oh, Sid I love your cock. I love it stuffed in my cunt," whispered Angie.Shit was I shocked to hear Angie talk like that."I knew you would, Angie. When I first saw you at the bar I knew you were a slut." Yes, I'm a slut. Sid. You made me a slut, I like being your slut." And your husband what about him?" He asked.