I went to my first class which was microprocessor design, My attention was hardly on the professor as he babbled on about switches and the new ‘high...efficiency’ gates. The only thing going through my mind was Erin. I would get to see her after my microprocessor class, but I was impatient. 5 minutes before the end of class, I packed all my stuff and practically ran out of class toward the math building. I was pleasantly surprised to see that Erin was just outside the computer engineering. I liked Sheila, I enjoyed being with her, but I didn't ever get to the point where I really cared for her. I did what I did with her mostly because those were the signals she was giving to me, that she'd like to be submissive, and that she wanted to be put into situations where she could be humiliated and used by several guys at once. I'm not saying I didn't get off on it too, but she was in control of her actions from the beginning to the end. Another thing, Sandy, she didn't need to be held. However, it would not have occurred had it not been for his friend, and fellow construction laborer, Jamal, not told about it.Muhhamad had been skeptical when Jamal had first told him that he'd come into contact with a young, white married couple from a certain European country, who were seeking a sexual encounter with a small group of African men for the purpose of getting the wife pregnant. You had to admit that it sounded rather far-fetched, but Jamal had been insistent that he was not. The intensity made me come again. “Oh God yes, fuck my arse, fuck my arse, faster, faster……..yesssssssssss……deeper you fucking bastard, I’m your whore use me, fuck meeeeeeeeeee” I screamed. He used me, pitilessly.He ripped his cock free, “I’m coming bitch, suck me,” he panted. I turned, noticing hi sweating flushed faced. I took his cock, straight from my arse, and sucked it, I took it deep into my mouth, into my throat. He came then, ejaculating deep into my mouth, into my throat. It seemed to.