You, are nothing but a little white whore?”as they savagely face fucked and slapped me! My ears were ringing, but all this did was to feed my fa...tasy for abuse, as it took some of the pain away I could feel wetness around my slit making me want even more harsh and abusive treatment by these forceful black men. They kept pulling my hair and yelling at me to suck their cocks even harder! Their words were making me hotter and hornier and I was able to breath easier as they switched. She couldn’t find the top she put what I later learned were anal beads into the wine bottle to seal it up. It looked like a long strand of flexible rubber or latex to me and it seemed odd that it was in the kitchen in the first place.I started noticing sex toys laying all over the place in innocuous locations when I looked around the house. They were hidden in plain sight along with marijuana pipes, unopened mail, half-eaten food containers and assorted junk.It was like there were old dildos. Sometimes, I could see her nipples pressing against her shirt. She was...Kind of sexy, really.Suzanne appeared and was ravishing as usual. We said good bye and headed out for downtown L.A. My girl seemed distracted and I had a hunch why! Her younger and smaller sister's panties had to be doing a poor job of covering her pussy. I cracked up to myself when I found that thought rolling across my mind. Sue would kill me if I so much as hinted that I knew what had happened earlier.I must admit the. My mind drifts back to earlier and as I run my hand over my cock I think on how arousing shared words and thoughts can be if you just let your mind go with it. Though she’s adventurous with me I know that she’s shy of that sort of thing. This is odd in a way, as she can be quite an exhibitionist when the mood takes her. I suppose it’s about sex involving other people than just us. I sigh under my breath becoming harder as I think of ********’s online description of her pussy with a glass dildo.