I truly liked this man but at that moment, that tiny sliver in time, I didn't give a shit if he could breathe, I didn't give a shit if he was chocking...on my cum, I didn't give a shit if he drowned in my cum, I was going to fuck his face until I came again and if he passed out I had no intention of letting go of his face until I had finished.I'd never before had a second orgasm, I'd never before had a man's face almost entirely buried inside me, never felt a man's tongue on my ass and never. Could you... uh... help me out, if you catch my drift." Mmmm... you want me to... uh... be the stranger?" Yes, yes, that's exactly it." I suppose I could do that, sir." Great, great. You're a good man, Rick. Here's what you do. My wife, she really likes a surprise, see? So right now she's lying on the table in our dining room, all... uh... ready. See, I pretended to have a beeper emergency just as we were about to... uh... do what you're going to do with her. And she promised me she'd be. We both are being fucked by our daddies. My brother said it was called 'i****t', so me and Carmella are both i****t sluts." What? No shit? Mister Rob is fucking you? Is you really fuckin your daddy to baby?" When I got home I told my brothers the story and they asked if he was fucking me as well."No, but I wish he was." One of my brothers knocked me upside the head. "You been fucking both of us since you turned sixteen, so you is ours to use, if he wants to play tell that nigger he better pay.. "Hey," she says. You remain at your table, turning redder than I would have thought possible. "She likes you, too." Your friend says. I smile. "I know," I say softly. She looks back at you and waves you over. You tremble as you stand up. Once again I wish I could be in your head to hear the conversation. You walk slowly over. You sit down and we all begin to talk a bit. Your friend blurts out, "I want to go back to the club." I can see the anger wash over your face at your missed.