The cocksuckers swapped places a couple of times before leading the men to their beds.Antiere went left with Sharonda. He pushed his massive 11-inch d...ck inside her wet snatch from the back. He smacked her soft, jiggly onion booty as she threw it back on his sex.Tyree was on the right with his 9-inch cock stuffed in Ashton’s tight brown rectum.“Fuck me,” cried Sharonda. “Gimme that big dick, nigga!”“Yeah, bitch! Dis pussy good!”“You like it, nigga!”“Hell yeah! I love fuckin’ you and yo’ punk. I absolutely love the way these losers willingly spread their legs and stick their fat asses up in the air. Think of the power involved in this dynamic, the willing compliance. Now every kick has him sprawling and reaching his ball bag, which I can assure you, swells rapidly during the ass-up phase. I’m always amused at how these losers always reach for their bags after each kick. It’s this weird self-consolation ritual. Think of how owned these losers are. In a moment’s time I’ll be ordering. “Don’t worry, it’s not all bad here; the other two girls in our dorm are dying to meet you.”Back in the office, Mistress Bow was on the phone to someone.“Yes; pretty, ginger…. Definitely never been interfered with; I’ll put you on the future suitors list then. Bye for now.” Across the town in a huge Victorian town house, Greville Hambleton, about to go riding stood with crop in hand as he put the phone down. His cock was stiffening nicely as he thought of his other favourite pastime; tight. The desk and easy chair are basic but serviceable and the bathroom is reasonably clean. I’ve already stripped the single queen-sized bed down to the fitted sheet. You don’t even want to know what’s lurking in a typical motel room bedspread. She doesn’t even notice as I hit the button on my camcorder’s remote. As soon as the door closes, Melinda eagerly takes me in her arms and begins to kiss me. She only has to tip her head up a little, she’s just a few inches short of my five feet eleven..