He said his friend was Matthew. Wilfred looked at my wedding ring and he asked if I was married.I nodded a yes; but added that my husband was not here...��He smiled and then asked if I did have sex with a black man before.Again I nodded a yes; but added that he was a good boy and now I was hoping they would behave as very bad boys with me…Matthew then came from outside; he was carrying a couple cold bottles of champagne and three glasses. After those two bottles were empty; they led me to the main. She kept on until he asked her to stop."So that's what the men keep doing inside of the girls. They must like it. They keep telling them to give them more cum, and to shoot them full." Billy laughed. He had thought that she would know as much about it as HE did. "Yeah. they do like it." Braver, now, he asked her, " Will you let me show you how it feels?" She simply asked, " what do I need to do?" He told her to lay back in the hay, and open her legs. Then he would do the rest.She did as he had. She said, "Hey Sonya, can you sleep over this weekend? Saturday night? I'd like it, and I think you can use some good loving."I didn't quite know what she meant by "good loving", but the offer sounded nice. I checked with Mum that night, and she was fine with it, so I told Marcie the next day after school at the park."Oh, cool!" Marcie shouted when I told her I would come over. "We can have a lot of fun."Mum dropped me off at Marcie's house at 7:00 Saturday evening. Her mum answered the door.. I raised her skirt to find she wasn’t wearing panties, probably intended to incite my lust. Her bottom was pretty well healed of the last serious beating she’d gotten from the bitch. All that remained were a few yellow and blue bruises peppering her ass.I began spanking her as hard as I could, first one cheek, then the other, in rapid succession. I don’t know how long I continued, probably four or five minutes. Julie was sobbing, gurgling, hiccupping, and the tears were flowing down her.