Confused, well let me say I hadthe whole thing under control and I was going to be as much of a womanas I could in a beautiful city, surrounded by lot... of dick.I got home and packed all of my (Kevin's and Karen's) things for thetrip. It took two suitcases for this trip. I really wanted to show offall my new summer clothes. My wife knows all about Karen and helped mepack. I couldn't believe the sexy bras and panties she picked out. Ismiled at her when she laid out all my fancy things and kissed. A chief genius that she is, she never frets about failing her tests and researches—which I every time do. I am not gifted intellectually like her, or else I would habitually skip most of my lectures. I am pitiable when it comes to learning on my own. Group studies and dialogues are my tower of strength. I am still far away from the university when I draw near a gang of four men who are loitering the street aimlessly and inspecting every female that is moving past them. Indistinguishable tattoos. He was touching me in very deep spots. He shook me back and forth during this like I was a helpless doll. It was intense and I was moaning like crazy. They laughed whenever I cringed because I was hurt by him. It felt so good though. He was nice about rubbing me between my legs, especially my clit. He kept buzzing my clit until I started to orgasm. "Ohh.. Oh God! Oh God!" I yelled. My head was spinning as very intense waves of pleasure swept over me. I pushed my body back against him until I. His boy burst out in laughter: sorry guys. I tried to pull away when I heard the door open, but Brad has my hair. He slammed my mouth back down. He says "NO, no, no, Denise, Daddy about to cum in your throat baby, it's on the tip, catch it." He wraps my hair in his hand and let's out a big loud moan. Brad is shaking and squirt hot nut all down my throat. Brad says "shit baby, fuuuuck!" I'm still working that head of his dick, tighten my throat. Brad says "baby stop...shit stop." I release his.