The only thing I could remember about my last dream was being introduced to an FBI agent by Brad. Why that didn't wake me screaming I don't know and I...half-smiled at myself in the mirrors on the ceiling. I pulled the blankets a little tighter around my chin and tried to replay my last dream, trying to make sense of why Brad would be doing that to me. The scene was fuzzy now... something swooshed across the bedroom window... then a second later another swoosh and a light tapping that lasted a. Only their eyes could be seen because these black garment covered everything else.Turning to Sasheed, I inquired, "What's this?" The King beds a new virgin every night. After he has used them once, my four brothers and I can use them as long as we want. Then, they are sold to whoever wants them for about $300.00."As he said that, I looked at the girls, who were just a few feet away from me. From what I could see, most were black girls. Then, one caught my eye. She had blue eyes.Turning to the. I knew what they meant and was desperate to getout of there. Just then a tall Afro-Portuguese man pushed through thecrowd and asked if I was ok. The other guys passed some lewd comments andmoved away. I was still a bit flustered and accepted his offer of a drink.I began to relax and we started talking. Maybe it was the drink but I wassoon telling him I was on a solo holiday with no family back home to worryabout. He listened to my babbling on then told me he was actually therewith some family. Guys shifted over to watch my bald pussy getting poked rapidly. Mark was shaking my left breast as he hammered me and I started to moan. His right hand pressed against my clit and started rubbing it fast as I started to cum, writing and squeezing Mark's arm as I screamed "Oh fuck!" over and over until my orgasm stopped. "How much did she cum dude?" someone asked, as Mark pulled out and sat up, sticking his index and middle fingers in my pussy. "So much. Her pussy is soaked." He pulled out his.