He rubs it around my face degradingly, slapping me with it, poking it into my eyes and nostrils, then moving to my lips. Grabbing a handful of hair a...d tugging hard backward, he forces my mouth open and attempts to shove his dick in alongside his pal's. I half whimper, half scream at the painful way this stretches my lips and the the two of them laugh while coordinating their strokes so that they are simultaneously fucking my overstretched, mewling mouth. I felt the tears welling up again. I think the other two guys either know I've fucked Charlie or they suspect I have and they seem jealous or something at times. I know they'd like to get some of me but I try not to do much fucking around the office. I try to limit my 'exposure' at the office.However, that changed dramatically one Saturday when I dropped by to finish up a few quick things and went in wearing jeans.Now, I always wear a dress or skirt during the week. Ben, one of the guys I have stripped for but not fucked,. The black women looked at me like I was some kind of nut. The black men looked me up and down ready to devour me. I was about to head back to the bus stop, when I saw a college campus. It was run down but I did see a bunch of black older boys walking in and out of the school. I went over and saw a sign. Under the name of the school was another sign that read. “This school was donated by a man who doesn’t want his name known. He has donated the money to further the education of black,. “Try me?” Hubby replied confidently.Quick to take up the challenge, I looked directly in hubby’s eyes and said.“Well I think I should probably go online and see if there are any big cocks who would like to fuck me in all of my holes whilst I wear something sexy just for them!”“It doesn’t have to be online. You could go out hunting for cock or contact one of your ex partners?” hubby smiled.This did intrigue me as there were a few ex partners who I keep in touch with and a few of them are quite.