“You know what this is?”
“Yes.”
“Ever get one before?”
“No.”
“You mind that this has been up Fiona and Kristen’s assholes?”
“Wel…”
“Doesn’t matter, bitch.” He lifted my legs and instructed me to hold them with my hands behind my knees. The contrast between my lilywhite hand and his dark meat was exhilarating. Xxx “Alright white bitch,” the man said, placing his hand on my ass. Suddenly, a strange noise distracted us: “Ah…ahh…ahhhhh…ahhhhhhhh!” It sounded like a dying bird had gotten in the room. Marcus walked towards the bed, his hard cock begging for relief. I still had the old magic. One threw Kristen on the bed and mounted her, kissing and holding her long body. “My ride is about to leave.”
“I can be your ride tonight.”
“You know I’m married, right?”
“I’m not worried about it if you aren’t.”
I didn’t know what to do.
