“I was tipsy, and it all happened fast,” I explained.“See, this is why you should get a boyfriend or at least a fuck buddy. Then, you won’t ge... horny enough to fuck your boss in the middle of the night,” she said, laughing some.“I tried that last year, remember. I got with Alex a couple of times, then he kept demanding anal sex.”“Whatever happened to him, anyway?” She asked.“Not sure. The last time I was with him, he was mad because I wouldn’t do anal. After that, we just stopped talking. I. We need to take it from there. Do you want it here or in bed? No one has been there since you left, if that matters to you.”I told her here was fine. It was up to me to start the talking so I did. The image of her being filled at both ends kept popping into my mind as a major distraction. I saw her mouth as a receptacle for another cock, not mine. It was a good thing her sex parts were covered. Where to start?“I thought you were supposed to wait seven years before you got that itch. We’ve. We phoned up and chatted with Jeffery for some time. I was honest and told him how Sally wanted to be trained to be a hot slut for me and I was looking for the right men to help me fulfil her wish. He told us he was really into wild white girls and would really love to help teach Sally how to take his big black cock in her three available holes.Jeffery worked most nights at the ‘The Bacardi Bar,’ in the red-light district of Brisbane but said he had every Wednesday afternoon off and would drive. I know I have to slip away and get up. I start to squirm and try to buck you off of me, my heart is pounding . . . I don’t like this situation. You are edging up on my chest as you straddle me, but you ride me like a bucking horse. Now is my chance I think . . . I arch my back up hard and try hard to buck you off. But you tricked me, letting me sense an opportunity. You manage to quickly get your legs under me and lock your ankles together, as you slide yourself further up my chest until your.