.. between them...”“Mmmfff... ugh... mmmmmffff... ooooh... h-have... mmm... mercy mmmfff... uuuugghh... mmnffff...”I braced myself. Tensed.The w...eight of Miralda’s softness came down upon me. She was not very heavy and, thus, easy to bear. I felt the warm resilience of her thighs, her belly, her breasts. Delicious. If only the circumstances had been different! If only I hadn’t got that heavy iron ring clamped around my prick!Miralda sobbed loudly in my ear and I felt the saliva and tears running. I must have been gone for two or three hours.When I got home, I opened the door and found the apartment to be clean! No Cheetos crumbs on the floor. The TV was off. Abel wasn't lying on my couch. No dirty laundry visible anywhere! And to top it all off, something smelled really good! My tummy began to growl. I realized I hadn't eaten dinner.I walked in slowly and put my handbag on the coffee table. I walked towards the kitchen where Abel stood by the stove.He saw me and put his hands up as if. My muffled moans echoed in that empty car; as his cock slammed into my pussy deeper and harder. Almost crying tears of lustful pleasure I rocked my pelvis into his enormous black cock. He broke a sloppy wet kiss and worked his mouth over my swollen hard nipples. Sucking each one, he applied just enough pressure to send me into another wild orgasm.I yelled at him to fuck me harder; as I gushed over his black dick.His strokes became deeper and the girth of his member felt even thicker, feeling. What’s she said next blew my mind and I was hard again. “The rules are simple babe, we book a hotel, you will tie me naked to the bed, spreadeagled. You will blindfold me. You will have arranged another woman to join us, she will knock at the door and you let her in. The rest is up to you to arrange.” “Fuck me” I blurted out. “Is that all the rules?” She nodded, my cock flinched. “Where do I find another roast? “That’s your task babe, I’m booking a hotel for two weeks Saturday so the clock is.