"My body replied before my brain could think, and before I knew it, I was on all fours, presenting mypink ass to her, looking over my shoulder with pl...ading eyes, waiting to be made hers. She merelysnarled at my hasty answer."Bitches don't look back, and bitches certainly don't hold their heads high."She grabbed my balls and twisted, eliciting a squeal I never knew existed, collapsing my elbows,dropping my shoulders to the ground, crushing my face against the carpet. She let go, I pressed. He's ashamed to admit it, but for some reason, he's attracted to this black man. His cock is making Evan think differently. He looks at how big it is. the shiny shaft, the mushroom head. He needs to know how it feels. How could he think this? Malcolm takes a step back to leave. This is it! His last chance!Evan quickly reaches out and takes Malcolm's dick in his hand as Malcolm was about to step off. Malcolm smiles, knowing he can turn out a white boy with the best of them. He turns back to. "No touching. How frustrated you must be." I continue. Leaning back as I continue to grind. Tickling with my finger tips softly and hard closer and closer to your hardened cock. Your squriming gets faster sitting up as I push you back down. Loving every minute.The cold breeze blows through the window adding to the sensation. Letting you sit up only to kiss my neck yet no touching with your hands. As your nibbles get lower caressing my hardened nipples. Sucking and twirling your tounge. I. I was well aware that I was going to fulfill the dirty desires of all three guys today. But I wasn’t finding any way out. He asked me about drinks and Keyur asked whether I drink? He ignored him completely. I rejected his offer. He started to force for just a little one, half peg only.Then he made a glass for me. He passed me the glass and I took with trembling hands. He directed his attention towards Keyur and said, “She does a lot more things apart from drinking.” He pulled his mobile, opened.