I flashed an evil stare at him. "You'd stay that way wouldn't you?" he asked. I didn't answer. I sure as hell didn't want to stay like this, but if it...meant that we got Gary out of a jam, then I remember thinking that I guessed I would. The magic of the afternoon was over and gone, but Gary had held me together over the long weekend. I knew he said he wasn't going to sacrifice himself for me, but I didn't believe him. I owed him as much time as I could possible spare -- down to the last second. " OK."She looked very sexy when she returned. Stay up stockings, high heels and a thin, see through negligee. She took her glass from the table and sat down on a chair, with her legs sufficiently spread for me to enjoy the sight of her trimmed pussy."Cheers, dear." She took a swig of her drink. "You're right, this is lovely on a warm day." So are you." Flatterer. You make this old wife feel like she was. Lovely." But you are. Was that outfit on your shopping list today? I can't say I've seen it. Believing they were victims, they wanted justice. Feeling wounded,they demanded brutal justice. Juries handed out death bizarre sentences atan increasing rate. As a budgetary consideration, traditional 'time in prison'sentences were now frequently passed over for severe corporal punishments,all legalized by the new constitutional amendment. America had evolved into a land emotionally numb and ethically bankrupt -a land of many victims – and in desperate need of perpetrators to punish.This is. .and again...and again...it was amazing..."I'm gonna use this pussy loose then fill it with my black cum."I was getting fucked by my first black man!!!I just moaned (well, as best as I could)They all laughed. "Fucker likes it.." And they laughed again...He stopped talking and slapping me but began fucking me hard and fast. After what seemed like forever I could feel him closing in on orgasm. He didn't stop when he came. He just kept pounding and pounding. I could feel his cum being forced out.