After he woke up in the morning I was on my knees literally begging him not to fuck again my poor, sore, tired, seriously stretched ass and he relente.... He told me he wanted to fuck only white married slut’s asses and mine was the best he had fucked in many time….We had breakfast and I drove him back to his car; but then halfway back home I saw he was following me. He explained once we got home, it was important to keep my ass stretched and ready for him. But he gave me a break until the. "Oh, yeah. You phone, I tell." Tomorrow." I hope so, Oscar."That was when my sister arrived. She'd been looking for me inside for a while, and was relieved to have found me without having to venture down on the lawn. I introduced her to Oscar, who promptly insisted the whole family must be gorgeous. My sister was happily married, so she just kissed him on the cheek and told me she'd meet me out at the car when I was ready. She said I could bring him with me if I wanted. I wanted, but I wasn't. I felt completely well; as if nothing had ever happened. After the women were done, they started taking fast grabs for my dick occasionally giggling. It instantly turned me on but I felt like I was in trouble. The last thing I wanted was one of the men get mad and kill me right after I was healed. But no one objected. They all simply smiled and watched. The women laid me down and took turns on my dick. They sucked and licked it. One of them moved the other 2 aside and got up and sat on. Cumming." he squirts. It was one of those utmost painful time to keep my concentration and not let the pressure in my balls get loose while keeping the rhythmic plows going, though at slightly slower pace. Somehow Milton pushes me off his back; just enough that he is no more bending but his back bone is straight while I fuck him up and down instead of in and out. His body is practically raised off the tub floor with each thrust of my sword like curving long thick cock inside him. My hand is.