The look in her eyes would have been more appropriate for someone who was thrashing around, trying to fight off an attacker. But her hands hung limp a... her side, that is until I thought I would be great for her to start using them for something else. The idea had barely formed in my mind when her hand rose from the floor and gently grasped my aching ball sack. Her other hand moved up and began to massage the base of my shaft. Instead of getting her to blow me I instead held her head in place. At long, long last, Paul told her, "Just a few more and we're done. Brace yourself."Betty took in a breath but before she could do anything, Paul hit her three times in a hurry, as hard as he could. Betty howled and started to cry. Her bottom was crimson. "I'm sorry," she pleaded.Paul offered her no sympathy. He told her to stand up and kneel on the mattress. She managed to get up and tried to rub the pain out of her bottom but Paul was having none of it. He was in total control and Jennifer,. “From what you said last night, they said that I was here because I’m in love with you. That’s perfectly true, I am. I came to you because I loved you, always have. I haven’t hidden that from you.“I’m staying because I still love you and I understand your outburst: you are still very bereaved. But I made you a promise that I would not make any moves on you, and that promise I will keep, come what may. If, as I do hope, one day you want me again, you will have to come to me, I will never come to. He lowered her pants down to her bent knees, keeping her panties on her. Then he lifted up one leg at a time pulling them completely off her. Then the black guy laid on the ground, and pulled her head down to suck him. This left her in the doggy position and the blond guy began dry humping her through her panties. He kept slapping her ass with his big cock to the cheers of all her friends. They then flipped her onto her back, and the black guy started rubbing his monster on her panty covered.