Her hair got in the way. She was thankful her beau moved it out of the way on occasion. She moved her head in circles.Tyrek tilted his head back and l...t out a groan. “This feel so good, bitch!”“Mmhmm,” moaned Heidi.“You ready for this dick in that big ass?”“Mmhmm!”He tapped the back of her crown. She backed away. He went to the other side of the bed. Heidi scooted back and presented her sizable, meaty cakes by wiggling them. He spanked her a few times.“You ready for this BBC, sissy bitch?”“Ooh. I pulled her shorts and panties off and stuffed the panties in her mouth.“Keep this in your mouth until I tell you otherwise. If they fall out, you will be punished.”She was looking at me this whole time with a mix of excitement and fear. I could tell this was something she had fantasized about, but had probably never done before. I reached down and felt her pussy – it was shaved! – and she was wet already.“Kneel on the couch with your head on the back and spread your knees apart,” I said. . James was hard again, and I wanted more! "Please James, fuck me some more," I pleaded.Mark gave him another condom and he too started to fuck me doggie style. Only that time he was lubricated by my husband's own cum in addition to my free flowing sex juices.He just pounded me hard; it was amazing to be taken that way.I could see in us together in the mirror which was across from the bed, over the dresser, and I swear I started cumming because the image I saw was so damn erotic!James was pulling. . all at the same time. I don't like New York. Not one little bit. (To be fair though, I have to say that the last time I was there was prior to 1995 and the expanding of my sensitivity.)I work in Washington DC. It's busy, frantic and frenetic, full of potential in the abstract and implausibly pathetic in the here and now. There were times when DC reminded me of nothing more than an elaborate morgue, where hopes, dreams and ideas come to be dissected, debated and then shoved into frozen.