I finally sat on the toilette. The smell in that room was thick, leaving my nose hooked on the scent of the black man. I enjoyed it and smiled for mys...lf, wishing to find him when going back to the party. After leaving the bathroom, I came downstairs, looking for my bitch girlfriend Helena, when the same black man got to me."Wait up, bitch…where are you going?" He whispered at my ear.I pointed to Helena, who was there with some other friends.“Stay with me, babe… I know what you want". He. I nervously followed her into the living room, my sissy baby-doll swaying to & fro, my heart pounding. I briefly took a glimpse of Wanda’s sexy hips wiggling sensuously in her red-hot tennis skirt. “Stand at attention in the middle of the room, Sissy!” “Yes, Ma'am,” I answered timidly. “It’s MOTHER, stupid!! You are to refer to me at all times as Mother! Do you understand??” she shrieked. “Yes, Mother.” As I once again stood at attention in the center of Wanda’s beautifully appointed living. But there was some stranger double-finger fucking her arsehole. And the look on her face said she loved every second of it. Looking at the pic, it was like he was stretching it open to slide that enormous cock into it.My stomach churned, and I felt sick. I honestly didn't think Taylah would use the hall pass, I knew this was Carla's influence, and I would let her know what I thought of her when they got home. The phone chimed again, and another pic was attached. I again dreaded opening it but. She cumms in my open mouth. His cock slowly moves in and out a couple inches at a time. My boicunt lubing him as he strokes. She gets off my face just as he starts to take long deep strokes. At least eight inches are sliding in and out of me now. I start to shake deep inside. I can feel my own orgasm building so deep within me. His cock is stroking my prostate with every single thrust in and out. His massive mushroom head pumping me like a pumpjack. A cock slaps my face but I just can't.