Marcus felt his pulse chugging on either side of his neck, as well as in his chest, as his eyes took in the sights of those amazingly HUGE black cocks...that such sites always seemed to show. Though feeling more than a little sexually excited by what he was seeing in front of him, he also felt conflicted. This was because to the outside world of family, friends, and co-workers, he was known for some rather stridently racist rhetoric. He wasn't a member of any official racist groups like the Klan,. Do you understand?" Yes, Madame," said a very frightened Jacqui, quietly.She quickly slipped off her overalls and lay over the whipping bench. She closed her eyes in anticipation of the agony to come when she saw the actual birch cane in Martha's hand."Yes, this one really hurts," said Martha, "You won't break the rules again in a hurry."Hiss! CRAACK!!!The watchers saw the body on the whipping bench convulse as though with an electric shock as a narrow line of bright red with white edges was. As she switched places with Lexie I switched with Steph and started to do what I'd seen them doing. Terece told me to stretch her harder, she liked it a little rough, Lexie blushed and said "yes she does, I ought to know."I pulled her apart further and she kept saying more until I got to where I knew she wanted me to stop. I did this for probably two or three minutes, I didn't believe a pussy could open that wide. I then started to use two fingers on each hand, at first it was a bit tight,. Then the two male voices, which I could barely hear, said something like, "We're really sorry, Jen, we fucked up." Jen replied, saying, "We all fucked up, guys- and let's face it, I fucked up most of all." One of them asked, "Are you going to tell our wives?" She replied, "No, I wouldn't want to hurt them, they're my friends. But I have no idea what Donnie will do." They started to leave and she said, "Come here, you idiots, and give me a big kiss. I may not be seeing you again."I looked at.