It was bright pink and a symbol of the beautiful pleasure her lover shared with her. Kwame wasn't near being satisfied. As a cuckold, I began to under...tand his need and his frustrations. He needed an hour long session of rough, aggressive sex just for release. I began to get the feeling he was raising Amanda's libido to new heights. I looked at her pussy again. It was ready for penetration, inviting an able man to finish and spread his seed inside of her. Amanda crawled up and tossed off her. I made the point that the "being true" bit cut both ways. "How do I know this rampaging little girl-pleaser wont be sliding between the legs of some randy Asian tart?" I questioned as I stroked the front of his pants teasingly under the restaurant tablecloth. I don't think he was too impressed with the "little" reference. But He knew I was teasing, and he was loving the stimulation, or so it seemed, if the rapidly swelling lump I was fondling , and his flushed face, were any indication. "Just. The right-side doorsslid open, and six men climbed out. The men were in camo gear withhelmets and masks covering their faces. They all held nasty lookingrifles, and each had a belt of what Shaylah had learned - the hard way-- to recognize as smoke grenades. There were no name patches orbadges to identify what military unit they were from."There's a good one," a tall man said, pointing to her.The man next to him nodded. "Yeah, I'd _detain_ her anytime." Theybegan to walk towards her."Let me. I never want my husband’s stupid dick again. It fucking disgusts me to even think of it. I only want your big meaty fuck-stick. Fuck you for that," she retorted, an evil grin shining through her rapture."I love it! I'm balls deep in your hole", Richard retorted."Take my giant dick you slut," Richard commanded in anger, pummelling and punishing her tight twat with his raw black cock.Simone felt herself nearing the precipice, her rapture becoming impossible to contain. She needed one more thing.