Sometimes Stan runs over to me as he’s blowing a load and deposits it in my mouth, saying, “Swallow that, cuck bitch!” I think I want to give St...n a blow job, but he refuses saying, You don’t decide.” I guess I was still learning cuck etiquette.Karin hasn’t gotten tired of our active calendar, even having three black men at once over to service her seemingly endless appetite for sucking and fucking black cock. Often she’ll be sitting on Stan’s cock up her well-plowed ass on the couch when James. 30 on a Saturday morning, unheard of, but then, this was the day, it was actually going to happen, Willie had been pestering me for months, eventually he wore me down, i had agreed, it would be his birthday present, i was as nervous as a kitten lying in bed thinking about it but at the same time quite excited, i had that feeling between my legs again, hard to describe, but I always got it when I was anticipating something sexually exciting was about to happen.I spent the day pacing around the. Dennis and Jim were out at a conference in New York; Barbara and Joe were out sick - the department was quieter than usual, but the same everyday sounds could be heard, a staple punch here, a phone ringing there... In short, it was a typical day in any office anywhere in the world, and against this banal backdrop Lisa's heart was hammering. She was going to be fucked by a complete and total stranger during her morning break, just one block from where she worked. At 10:35 she took her long. Any part of me. My cunt, my arse, or, as it’s doing now, my throat.It’s that feeling of being full that turns me on so much. That delightfully submissive feeling that I get when I know my body is internally transforming just so it can accommodate his cock. Stretching and straining to fit his thick shaft, wherever it is he chooses to put it.And I love his cum. I adore it. I dare say, on some occasions, that I need it.I love that indescribable feeling of it seeping out of my sore, recently taken.