I was about to say something when I saw her raise her index finger to her lips, shushing me to hold my tongue. Her intense emerald eyes enthralling me... I looked across to see one of our modern chocolate brown leather dining room chairs that was placed in the middle of the room on a plush floor rug. She pulled herself from the lounger with cat like grace seductively prowling towards me. I was unable to tear my eyes away from her gorgeous curves as she moved, following her body from her pert. The next question was where to put it up, for the time being I would leave it on the counter as a conversation piece.I had plenty of time left. It was time that I took care of other things that had been on the back burner too long. I needed to get a sidearm of my own; I had kept Jason's long enough. Not only that, I missed the shooting range. I enjoyed the challenge that being proficient presented. Now that I had a permanent place of my own I could get a big gun safe and stock up on ammunition. Auntie Rose pulled back a little but then rammed blatantly rough, back inside again and began a rhythmic plowing much faster in the still very tight ass. The receding orgasm took a turn in full force to come back. Neither auntie, nor Victoria could tell if Vickie lost her senses but somehow, it all ended little too soon and auntie was pulling Victoria’s panty up, soothing her back once again.“Hope you sleep well, we shall meet and talk tomorrow morning”; aunty said and left the room.Victoria. “Think,” she said. “Like animals, rough sex, black men taking me.”She rubbed away at her clit, holding and squeezing a breast, picturing black men relentlessly pounding her from behind. Cindy moaned in the shower, “come on,” she thought.“Keep going,” she said, picturing several men taking her at once. Still nothing.Cindy stopped, realizing it was pointless.Bea cooked dinner that night, Cindy watching her son and Bella play video games while they waited.Her son was almost 16. Collin was such.