She enjoyed it. So did he. Les worked that light-skinned vixen with green eyes all night long. “Oh fuck me,”yelled the publicly reserved pageant q...een.“Yeah, baby,” he growled. “Take this big dick!”“Oh, Daddy! Fuck me!”“Yeah, girl! Take this big Black dick,” bellowed the baritone man.It didn’t take long until he was banging the future 2nd runner-up to Miss Arkansas, and highest placing Black woman in the pageant’s history to that point, on a regular basis.It went on until the player’s wife. She made me do this for about 10 minutes alternating between my tongue and fingers. By this point her panties were soaking wet. She then made me strip naked and get on the bed on all fours. I could hear her getting something out of a draw. I turned around to see her putting on a strap on. I told her I didn't want to do that. She said if I didn't she would tell the others I was a pervert. I had no choice but to let her do it. She got in position and roughly shoved the strap on into my arse. She. "Hey, you knew what you were getting into when you started dating me."Amy was the exact opposite of Connor. While Connor was a grade A studentand kind of a nerd (hence the car), Amy was athletic. She was on theschool's track & field team and on the girl's netball team. Amy didn'tnecessarily have the great track record that Connor did, she wasn'tslacking either."I saw you and the guys hanging out earlier," Amy commented once Connorhad pulled out of the parking lot and was on the main. I have to give it to Billy B. He has pissed and upchucked once so far, butthat is all. Not countin' the bed. He did piss as we was tyin' him to the bed.That's true. But I don't mind piss. Not much anyway. But the other stuff? Ican do without that. The board almost wasn't long enough for Billy. Once we got him all strippeddown, we got his arms secured just fine, but his feet hung off over the otherend a little. Couple a inches anyway. "Just rope the rope around his ankles anyhow," I finally.