Honestly, I don’t know if I came or not. Every time he went down felt like an orgasm. It was constant pleasure. While we were kissing, I got my hand... back in his pants and started playing with his cock again. After a little bit, I knew it was time for me to return the favor. Without a word, as soon as the kiss broke, I pulled his pants down to expose his beautiful and hard dick. He was at least six inches and cut. It was really smooth and very thick. That large thing looked gorgeous, and I. .the guy fucking me grabbed my hair and pulled my head back...thought he was gonna snap my neck....and groaned and filled my ass with his load and he told me to take all his nigger cum like the punk bitch I wasThen his friend pulled me back on his cock and blew in my mouth and told me “swallow it all you fucking faggot....if I see one drop hit the carpet I will beat the shit out of you gay boy”After that they sat down and 2 others took over....telling me how much they hated faggots and how they. .or me use hi dekh rahi thi me first time kissi mard ko nanga dekh rahi thi ..or baut hi ajib lag raha tha jab mene uska black lamba kuch 7inch ka lund dekha to me heran ho gay or baut ajib laga .ye sab dekh kar ye soch kar me abhi use na kahene vali thi ke vo mere upar chad ke meri tango ke bich me apna lund mere hatharo par ragad ne laga or muje kiss karne laga muje baut maza ane laga or mene kaha pls ab jaldi karo ..muje dar lag raha he or me rahe bhi nahi pa rahi hoo jaldi karo ..usne apne. Too early to clock watch, to try and take her mind off things she decides to head down to the lunch room to get a drink of water. Even though her office is air-conditioned, she starts to feel a little clammy. Her white shimmery satin blouse isn’t breathing that well in the heat. Once walking into the cafe, she pours herself a glass and stands there sipping it slowly, looking at the tinsel on the walls and corny posts and decorations on the pin board criticising to herself the false spirit.