When he was angry he’d beat us both up. Usually not so bad she couldn’t work but he did break her hand once and that slowed her down a lot.“He a...lso just liked to hurt us with his hands. He’d grab and twist a joint or something. He used to grab me as I was passing and twist one of my nipples real hard, backwards and forward for a couple of minutes while I twisted and turned trying to avoid the pain without making him angry by resisting. Then he’d let go and smile and go on with what he was. Some guy shot his load all over my face and another pushed his spewing dickinto mouth. I was gargling in cum.I almost cried when Hector pulled out of me. I felt a river of his cum pourout of my gaping hole.I heard a few guys say, "Fuck, look at that."I heard George's voice. "You're doing good baby. Here's some more dick,"and my head was turned and stuffed with another piece of meat.I felt another cock head at my slimy hole and I moaned with my mouth fullof fat black dick as it slid in with. It will certainly not go down as the world's best blow job. I was cryingwith pain and embarrassment and I didn't know what I was doing so I justmade an 'o' with my lips and moved my head back and forth. I kept havingto stop as well, to breath. Eventually though he started to go soft andI outright panicked. Every movement was agony but staying still wasagony. My knees and mouth ached and I was terrified that he'd get boredand leave me like this. So I cried a bit more then started. I had notdesired to be penetrated, and he had respected my wish. But now, ourrelationship had marked a series of important steps forward. I hadfathered his child, and was now nursing the child of another woman with mymilk, sitting by his side and his tender love. At night, afterbreastfeeding Manuelito, I implored him to kiss my nipples. Out ofrespect, he was reluctant to do it because he knew how sensitive theywere. But I still insisted. Through them, I could sense the love in hislips passing.