Whispering in my ear "you wanted to be fucked RIGHT didn't you?" I nodded my head and looked towards my room. He grabbed his rope and tied my arms and... my legs. Like it was nothing he picked me up and carried my over his shoulders, slamming me onto the bed. Waking my husband up the man jumped on the bed and started fighting my husband trying to drag him to the chair in the corner. As I laid on the bed watching in fear he might hurt my husband another tall white man came in and helped tie my. "BACK SEAT BITCH" he yelled. I got out and taking off my sneakers and jeans as he took off his boots and pants. I will mount you honey I said. He sat on the back seat I climbed in straddling him holding his ridged cock in one hand the other on his shoulder. YESSS i yelled as i guided the cock head in me. I humped it a little then WAM pushed down with all my night taking ever inch of it. Riding his cock his hands now holding me around my waist. Face to face riding his cock up and down i bent. His broad shoulders shifted as he walked towards the wide table he was using as a desk. You could see his muscular build outlined in the sweat-covered fabric as he moved towards his desk. His hand traced over his scalp, the fingers brushing past his voluminous curls which framed his face in a loose, unkempt afro. He rubbed his jaw, trying to wipe away sweat from his short beard before he turned around for the interview. His eyes brightened excitedly as he took in the woman that was sitting in. You were my idol from the time I was ten. You were the one who went to regular school and seemed to handle it well. You graduated from full college. You’re happily married and have a good job. I have to admit that I want all that, too.”Lisa said, “Coming here will help. There are a lot of nice young men here and you are a sharp, pretty young lady without a hulk hanging over her.” She slipped her arm in mine and gave it a loving squeeze.Linda said, “We need to get inside. We can talk more when.