" After my orgasm you make your way back up to me and you kiss my face. I lay there staring into your eyes, and I know you're ready to get yours. Aft...r I recover I stroke your cock for a minute or so, straddle you,and place it at the opening of my pussy. I'm wet enough that it should easily slide in, but you're far from average size, and since its been a while I've had plenty of time to readjust. I slowly begin sliding down your big cock. It hurts a little, and I can feel my pussy stretching. He leanedback slightly against the man and said, "Thank you for your help, itlooks like my tank is full."Without another word the man removed the fuel nozzle from theopening, replaced the cap and set the hose back on its rest. "Mypleasure. May a gentleman know what your name is?"By the time the man asked his question Stephen was alreadypositioned in the car and closing the door. Not wanting to be rude,Stephen replied, "Steph-...," but the car door slammed interruptingthe last part of. They push me up against the sink, and then one of them tears the towel off, and throws it up in the air. As it falls down, it hits the medicine cabinet, and sort of wipes it off because it had gotten all fogged up. Two of the guys are holding me down, but I look up into the mirror, to try and see who's behind me."But I'm not in the mirror. Instead, where I should be, there's this girl - you know, the one who claims she was raped at a party in my house a year ago. Now, you've gotta understand, I. I've never seen anyone with such a big manhood before.He looked over at me and smiled."You like what you see, Mon?" he asked me in his native Caribbean accent."Ahhh, no," I stuttered. "I'm not that kind. I didn't mean to look. It just came naturally. Really, I'm sorry." Don't be sorry, Mon. If you white guys don't look, you won't know what your white women crave."I didn't have a reply to that so I just kept quiet."That pretty blonde woman your wife, Mon?" Uhh, yes." I replied. I didn't want to.