.. you, us, everyone really, seem to have emerged out of this as well as could be hoped for or expected. Things, many of them, could have been ... wel...l, much worse. The heroines and the hero did come through and save the day, and sometimes that’s the best that anyone can hope for. No, it was not a perfect outcome, truth be told, but often it never is. Today, I think everyone would safely agree, the good news does outweigh the bad news and what was done was done for the best.” We all took. ” He ordered me as he started to move.I was a little bit doubtful; but then he came back to me and scooped me off the ground and threw me over his broad shoulders. I could smell his scent and feel my thighs get wetter from my anxious awaiting vagina. As he carried me into the house, I lifted my head at hearing the sound of Helena moaning and crying in pleasure. She was being well fucked by the other two black men. One of them was fucking her in the ass…The black guy finally threw me on the. Then she reached back with her hand on my head, and said, ‘That’s so nice, honey, and for a minute I didn’t think you were going to clean me like you usually do after we fuck.”She even took off her mask, and looked down at me, saying, “Wow, baby, that’s the best fuck you’ve ever given me. We’re going to have to use that position more often. I think you even sobered me up with that great fuck, and I’ll be back down at the party in a few minutes.”I went downstair and eased back into the drunken. Fatima and mom in front of me. There was awkward silence between him and me. Usnai mujhe batt karne ki koshish ki lekin mai kuch bhi nhi bol rhi thi….fir usnai table k niche se apna hath mere bare thighs per rakha or politel pucha “Kya hua koi problem h?” Maine siir hilaya saying “no” or uska hath apne thighs per se hata dia. Fatima did noticed that and was giving me a confused expression as if asking what happened. To that too I shaked my head or dinner table per ek word takk nhi bola fir.Hum.