I even start humping my pillow, anything to make me cum. I try for countless minutes, and finally jump out of bed, growling.I haven’t had an orgasm ...ince the night I met Alec, and I am starting to think this has something to do with him. I walk to the shuttered doors in my bedroom and open them, stepping out onto the little balcony. Trees block my view from the other houses, moonlight tinkling in around the leaves and casting shadows.In nothing but a tight tank top and panties, I look out into. "Hush, babe; you will forget about your cheating husband soon enough."I was pushed on the bed and felt Kent making me spread my legs.Then another pair of black hands lifted my legs up in the air; so Kent could have an easy access to my cunt.I screamed in pain when Kent pushed his thick head into my cunt. The bastard had not even tried to be gentle about it. I opened my mouth wider to scream, but someone grabbed me by my hair and turned my head. Then I saw a veiny black cock head being stabbed. I was very disappointed once I did.'hey baby what do u look like u have a pic?'Maybe I'm just used to educated business associates, but what kind of backward, grammar school dropout writes like that? Yes... this is exactly the kind of Neanderthal I want between my legs. I closed the browser without responding and made some breakfast.I pulled the plate of bacon out of the microwave and removed the top paper towel. As I looked down at strips of bacon, still juicy and sizzling, I fell in to some. She seemed to understand where we were without going to pieces. The morning was fairly mundane. I watched lectures, was called to the board to solve a math problem, finished debugging my first programming assignment and emailed it to the professor after I confirmed the output three times.Lunch was a strange event. Three more girls asked me to go to the dance with them and each time, I gave them the same answer, that Tricia Saunders was already taking me, but if they asked her, I’d try to dance.