.. but what if they wanted to fuck me too? After all there are men here specifically to fuck me...The door bell rang AGAIN... I was a mix of excitemen... and worry. How many men would there be... Would I even be able to handle them? That was my biggest fear. What if I couldn't handle them all and disappoint them and can't please them as much as I want to? Wait... WHAT? I am not second-guessing whether or not should I go through with this and get gangbanged. I am wondering whether or not I will be. Just at that moment, the black man pulled me by my wrist over his naked muscled body. I came under the warm rain shower, feeling his hard black cock against my hips."Come on, babe, you will love this” The stranger said in a deep voice.I stood there dumbfounded; I was standing naked in the shower with that perfect stranger. I saw it was my own bathroom, so, who was this guy?He made me turn over, his hard cock pressing against my buttocks.He grabbed a bar of soap and started lathering up my tits. Courtney, I wouldn't recommend something if I didn't really believe in it, and certainly wouldn't if I thought it might harm you. I did it as a teenager and it gave me a direction and level of confidence I never would have had before. I wish you would at least talk to her." Fair enough, if you have the guts to climb in bed with Karl, I can go see mother Gaho." I'll call her now and put her on the speaker phone." Click. Hello, Olathe, I'm glad you still remember Gaho. These old ears hunger for. Erica smiled at Minter as the laughter of the attendant women rang out above the tumult.“They need to be kept nourished while they live, we don’t want any feeble displays of near lifelessness when the fate of each has been determined.” He watched as they slipped their bodies against the stakes which held them in a permanent display of humiliated torment, their taut balls given extra pain as a stern black mistress walked behind the line, and played her split cane against their exposed and bright.