I knew I was running out of time, but I’d promised Father Basil I’d do the longer version of morning prayers when I had to miss church for hockey....I only needed about a minute more, so I returned my focus to the words in the prayer book, which I actually knew by heart. I finished my prayers, then went downstairs, and then down to the basement to get my gear. I lugged everything upstairs and then went out to the driveway to put my bag and pads in the trunk of Mom Two’s car.“Hi, Jesse!” Libby. Then he loosened his grip on me and picked up his beer can while I raised my glass for cheers.Oh fuck me, this little can is going to do no good, he said and finished it in one go before putting it back on the table all empty. I did not want to feel left behind and guzzled my Scotch too in 2 huge gulps ready to go get one more can for him and prepare a glass for me. Of course I felt a bit dizzy but in control I walked to kitchen.I could imagine him staring at my well rounded muscular ass buns. It was a case of Love and sex at first sight. In the last part 9 you readShe said “Haha, what are you going to do now, Mr. Huge Dick?” He said I am Montu.. She said Ok Mr Montu with a Huge Dick and laughed and said and you can call me Ana. So thay introduced each other This moment of embarrassment and shame, turned into arousal, particularly due to the fact that she was intrigued and excited about the fact that they were sexually flaunting ourselves to each other. He soon realised. After about 10 minutes, I got more used to it. It felt pretty good, and I started rubbing my clit while he fucked me in the ass. He didn't cum, but pulled out and let the other black guy take a turn. His rod was just as big and really stiff. He did slow slow butt fucking and gradually shoved it faster and faster until he came. Then I told the black guys that I was a nympho slut, who felt horny most of the time and needed serious fucking and a dick in my pussy. I said that I had a talent for.