My world was at an end. What was he doing with her? Who the hell was she? How long had it been going on for? I tortured myself with questions and tear... ran down my face. I felt a hand on my shoulder and I heard, “Bunny, what’s up, why the tears?” It was Salt. I hadn't heard him come in. I turned to face him and my eyes were full of tears, his face out of focus. I sobbed loudly and he again asked, “What’s wrong? What's happened?” I could not speak. No matter how hard I tried, no words would come. I pushed the dildo into her and told her to shut her eyes and think of fucking a big black cock while I told her how hot it was making me watching him fuck his huge dick into her pussy. Her hips began instantly hunching and rolling, fucking up to the cock, pressing herself into it hard and deeply as she fucked it. I could hear her juices squishing and knew that she was flowing with wetness as she again tensed, this time her entire body lifted, tensing, her muscles straining and her back arching. I sucked his manhood head very slowly which was driving him mad. I had taken control now it seemed. What got into me I don’t know I started to deep throat him which I never thought I would ever do and gagged myself into a fix.I broke the lock on his manhood and started coughing badly. I left him then and started to find water, my eyes were filled with tears because I choked. Rohit immediately from a state of ecstasy became concerned that is what is magical about him. He cares for me for women I. His hair is very black. His skin is lighter than I expect, based on Italians that I met around Chicago, but I know his mother is a fair-skinned blue-eyed blonde like my step-mother. He is about six feet tall and has the build of an Axe model. His face would probably only be called good-looking rather than handsome without the defects. His eyes and smile are great, but his nose, chin and cheekbones are not the nordic look that I like."It is a pleasure to finally meet you, Cindy." He takes my.