"Your slutty wife is a real bitch…she wants it so bad…” The black man laughed, looking at Victor lying on the floor…“Show your cuckold husba...d how much you want my huge dick…”He yelled to me, as he pushed a bit more deeper, making me cry.I finally could not help myself. I opened my mouth and cried a “yes” The black bastard then placed his hands under my buttocks, lifting my pelvis into him and digging his hard hands into my ass cheeks. He streightened his back and slammed his thick shaft as. She explained to me that it was the reason why she sided with the mayor. Apparently, he was the only one who made her feel the love and gave her the attention she craved.Faith's P.O.V.It took a while for me to learn what it felt like to be loved or cared about. I certainly didn't learn it from my alcoholic mother or deadbeat father. The guys only wanted one thing, and after they got it, I never saw them again. My first watcher tried to be really caring, but the council was kind of strict on the. "And how is this different than you sleeping with Chris?" Melissa asked as they sat in the salon, in a private room designed for just such a conference. It was sound proof, it was quiet, it was secure, cool, beautifully furnished and even had unobtrusive music playing in the background softly; it was exactly the correct place to have this discussion."It's much different," Cathy said, trying to defend her infidelity. "I only slept with Bob after I was exhausted from a big corporate staff meeting. "Yes, of course." Show me your cunny?" Cunny? What's that?" Are you wearing pantalettes?" No." Show me that that is so." Marie giggled and liftedthe hem of her dress up to her chin, throwing herknees apart. "Oh, my. Oh, my, how beautiful youare. I am quite overcome. Let me touch you." Hedid not wait for her answer but reached out andtraced her pouting labia with a finger tip. "That isyour cunny. Yours is so pretty." She giggled. Hepulled back."Uncle George, no man has ever touched.