They made love on the rug. On the sofa. In the bathroom. In the kitchen. Under a portrait of the Virgin Mary who looked down on the three lovers with ...er quiet gaze of spiritual peace. Angela studied the picture, while Delia licked the smoothness of her chest and Selena’s fist pushed deeper into her anus. “That Mary bitch set a piss poor example didn’t she?” Delia paused in her licking, while Selena’s other hand pinched the labial folds of her crotch. “What do you mean? About the Blessed. Just like in my "Black Cannon" story,I've had many pricks pressed against my thigh.Even after learning the truth,a lot of the straight black guys I was dancing with took me to the parking lot for some "quick relief".I was more than happy to accomodate them but always made them kiss me first.I hunger to be held and kissed by black men.This was my reward for the pleasure I was about to bring them.Sometimes we'd return and I'd hear whispered talk with the expression "never happen".A kiss and a. I agreed they called their servant and ordered her to leave the home.Then Sheetal ordered me your ass holes stand up and I was surprised to listen her language. I stood up and then Sweta ordered me to get undress. I have not done and put my head down Sweta came to me and put a hard slap on my face and ordered me to undress myself. I slowly undress myself except my underwear and then Sweta brought down my underwear to my knee level and ordered me to hold my penis with my right hand.I have did it. He walked around the other side of the bed and started to get under the covers with me. He pushed himself against me and I closed my eyes tightly. “Oh don’t act like such a prude. I know what you’ve been doing with those boys.” He slid his hand in between my thighs which were pressed firmly together and slid up toward my slit. I felt the roughness of his fingers as he started to force one of them inside of me. It hurt and I gasped, eliciting a soft chuckle from him. “It would hurt less,.