I heard them giggling and they strutted back into the family room.During the breather, I looked at my willy and my predicament. I was kind of, well no... kind of, I was definitely in masturbation jail with these ladies. They re-entered smiling and smirking, their breasts bouncing. All four stood in front of me, turned, bent over and began to finger themselves silly. I popped another load on Trudy's book and Sue moved it over to the bar. The girls called for another recess to let me recharge my. "Parker you have to listen to me for once, please!" Karen pleaded, "It was Marten! He just tried to kill me!" We already got a call on you, girl! We'll be taking you back to the Michaels's," replied the one named Parker who was doing all of the yelling.As Karen tried to talk to the cops, Jen was looking into the minds of the two men.The first was full of nothing but hate for the girl, who stood holding on to her in fear. Unreasonable hate for the girl and her now deceased parents. The second. There I was greeted by Paul who stripped me, stuck his BBC in my mouth and pussy, then made my husband and son lick him clean, then spanked my ass and said remember Anna first, then after 10 minutes send Rose in to find her. He pulled my tits out of my top and said put those away slut and go fetch me my white slut wife for her first BBC pounding.I walked away feeling a little jealous, my friend Anna was going to walk into that room, then be over powered by big black men, then fucked until her. “Aw, the usual. Bacon, eggs, and toast.” “What if I don’t want that for breakfast,” he said. “Well then make something else, but this is what I’m making,” I replied as I turned around to continue making breakfast for the boys. “I don’t want to make my breakfast. I want to eat it now,” he said and I turned around as his hands grabbed onto my shirt and pulled it over my head revealing my already erect nipples on my nice round supple breasts. His hands came to rest on them and slowly massaged.