She practically threw it onto the table in her haste. I thought about asking her to replace my cup with something fit to drink, but it wasn't worth th...e bother. I ate my mutton and dumplings surrounded by silence. Silence was good and fit my mood.My room was far from luxurious, but it was private. There was even a small wash basin and mirror to go with the somewhat lumpy but clean bed and linens. While I was getting myself ready for bed, I used the basin and the small pitcher of water to wash. They shrugged and smiled as he pulled a chair from a nearby table and sat down next to the black beauty."I've never seen Sam get shot down," Jim smirked as he watched his friend lean over and whisper something in her ear. Then he looked at me. "He's nailed plenty of married women before, so I don't see him failing now." Yeah, she might take some persuading," I acknowledged as I nodded back and smiled.I watched him try and woo her, then he got her out on the dance floor again for a slow number.. My senses were lost and in shame just turned my head towards the wall. He chocked my neck and continued stroking me for another 4-5 minutes. He removed his cock outside and unloaded his thick whitish cum all over my stomach.He wiped his hand on my thighs and passed my shorts to clean it. I immediately took my shorts. With a disgusting feeling wiped it and went straight to the washroom to clean. I was really tired and was unable to move. But somehow managed to clean me and came out.By the time I. I was under court mandated counselling for smashing a plate of ravioli over the head of Brian's new girlfriend in a crowded restaurant and I hated it. The counselling I hated, I loved smashing that plate of ravioli over that big titted, red haired slut. I refused to call my counsellor 'doctor' even though he had a doctorate and deserved the honorary. He was a psychologist, not a medical doctor and I told him it was misleading and deceptive to the general public who were not versed in the.