We made a plan and I headed to his home the next day. I'll admit I was nervous about meeting a guy I'd only met online, but my libido was raging, and ... decided to throw caution to the wind and finally get off with something other than my hand.It was a small house, maybe a thousand square feet or so, but with pleasant curb-appeal and groomed lawn. Like it mattered. I wasn't there to make a real estate deal, for chrissake. A quick blow and go required a mouth and privacy. Anything else didn't. The black cocks had really huge dimension. Lilli was a bit ashamed to be seen by me in such a situation. But maybe she had not choosen it totally. Maybe she was a bit forced. Anyway she was giving head with enthousiasm. But her mouth could hardly swallow such fucking tools. Her face was like an elegant purse in which she tried to hide a bazooka. No way. One of the guys lied on his back on the sofa. He told her to sit on his erected black penis, still full of her saliva. Her ass seemed suddenly. Now, I was just holding her in place as I fucked upwards into her tight little body as hard as I could in what had now become an awkward position.In frustration, I fell to my knees. I then leaned forward pushing her onto her back, and put my arms behind her knees and lifting them, in effect opening her pussy fairly wide for me. With a guttural growl, that she answered with one of her own, I slammed into her wet cunt and we went from slow and sensual to hard and pounding.She was fucking me back. "Yes, it was amazing," Morgan said."Do you remember fucking me?" Chris said."Before I blacked out, yes," I said."When you were tied to the bed, I rode you," Chris said."I don't remember that. There's a butt plug in me. I assume you didthat?" I asked Chris"You asked for it, to keep in the seeds of redemption I put there,"Chris said."I vaguely remember your cock in my ass. Right now, my ass feels kind ofslimy," I said."She did you twice," Morgan said."I'm surprised my ass isn't in pain," I.