My hands were spasming as his pace increased in speed. My face moaned into the pillow as his force increased. I only wanted one thing. This handsom...e black man to make me his whore. To use me anyway he wanted. I rocked back on each thrust as he made me take every long lusty inch. Sean was slowly stroking his cock as he sat on the bed next to us. I grabbed his cock and brought him to me as Malcolm hammered my ass. I didn't have to stroke his cock with my mouth. Each thrust of Malcolm. I found myself wishing I knew what was going on before I came around and interrupted them. The seat of my canoe is level with the top of the sides. They could soon see how short and tight my own shorts were. As I got near them, I noticed their eyes kept wandering down and gazing at my legs and shorts. I took a quick glance down and gulped as I saw a wet spot form on the end of the outline of my cock. I was dripping with excitement as I gazed at these three sexy lads. One of them reached out. I had mentioned this to Steve and he said that he’d always fancied Sarah.Sarah often came out with me & my mates on a weekend night out. Steve lived out of town and would sometimes sleep at mine to save the taxi fare. One such night, we’d all had too much to drink. Sarah was looking hot in a tight white top, tight jeans and heels. She was bra-less and her nipples showed through her top. She looked a million dollars. There was a lot of laughter and flirting and I couldn’t help noticing that her. His hand then moved round to Barbara’s belly. She noticed him lick his lips then gasped as she felt his middle finger enter her vagina.“Damp... , “ he murmured.“F-Fuck you!” was her response.“Did it hurt when these negroes raped you?” he asked, “Did you scream in pain or beg for mercy?”“It doesn’t matter how many times you or these scum rape me or beat me, I’ll never break! I’m an American!”“HA!” the Sheikh sneered, “It’s hard to credit tough talk from a woman who cannot stop a man fingering.