“You two aren’t black, you are brown, and I am not white, I am more pink.”So now it was Donnell who grabbed me and said, “So fuckin’ kiss...me, Pinky!” I did, luring his tongue into my mouth by darting my own out to touch, not lick, his lips with my tongue, then retreating as his tongue probed into mine, as if in hot pursuit.“Save some for me,” Dannell cut in like a ballroom dancer, grasping my shoulders and pulling me to him. There was no need to lure his tongue in – he probed inside me. She felt his cum mixed with her juices drip down the inside of her legs.She was flipped around roughly. She could not see a thing that would help her identify these guys. Only dark black shadows. A bright alley light shone towards her blinding her from seeing anything. She only made out at least 3 silhouettes. A large male who towered over her grabbed her by neck. His mammoth hands easily surrounded it. These hands could snap her neck easily without any effort if needed. She was lifted. I stripped completely naked and lay on my bed, my penis pointing towards my ceiling. I began to tug away, eyes closed and my head resting on my pillow. I reached underneath my bed and pulled out my other best friend, the dildo which I bought online.I lubed up my fingers and began to finger myself very gently, trying to expand my anus before the entry of my dildo. In between alternating insertions of my fingers, my hand slid up and down my cock which was soaked with my pre-cum at this point.. I hugged myself as the tears slid from my eyes. I could not believe what I was hearing after all the years we spent together. I had loved this woman for over ten years and she had stopped loving me for over half that time.I had treated her a little badly sometimes but didn't she realise that I always loved her no matter what my actions were? I looked at her again but realised, from her expression and stance, that arguments and pleading would get me nowhere.If she thought that I was going to.