I loved what Shelly wore around the house and out in public. Around the house she never wore a bra and always wore cotton shorts or boxers. I loved it... I could see her nipples poke out through her shirt and when she got down on her knees to clean something she spilled, I could see the out line of her pussy lips. I was always getting a hard on seeing her. One day she caught me with a hard on. She asked me what was going on in my pants and pointed to my hard cock and smiled. I just smiled and. ....that's the one....He thought it would be fun to grab me by my hips and motion as if he was fucking me doggy style. Maybe it was the heat, I don't know, but for a moment, I just stayed in position. For a moment, I was actually turned on by the thought of being fucked by him, as most of the female staff were. Through my panties I could feel that he had an erection going on inside of his pants and it was definitely something to write home about. It was only when I heard the staff room door. "A sudden cough from Harriet caused Hilda to look up for a moment. She followed her daughter's gaze, saw the stern look her sister was giving her, and quickly pulled her arm out from between her tits."I'm sorry. Here's thirty dollars. I'll erm ... find the rest in just a moment." She handed the money to the taxi driver, noticing that he seemed to be sweating quite profusely, and that his eyes were watering. They also appeared to be bobbing up and down as if he didn't have control of them. "Are. As he pulled out of my mouth , I struggled for air, gargling his thick cum and swallowing it to breath.As I lay panting, t shot the rest of his load on my face and into my mouth. I had cum dripping from my nose, lips, and chin as I took in huge breaths of air. I was struggling to stay conscience when I heard Phil yell, “switch”. My heart dropped as I knew I couldn’t survive another attack like that. These two hung black men would actually fuck me to death. As Phil positioned his semi-hard cock.