So when I opened the door she was sprawled out on a table completely nude and rubbing herself. I was in a state of utter confusion when out of nowhere... I felt a hard hit to my head and that was all I remember. When I awoke I was tied to a chair there was a window in front of me and what I saw made my heart sink to the bottom of my stomach. My girlfriend was laying nude with her face buried in my step-mom’s crouch munching away and looking like she loved it. Then after she clearly came allover my. Standing over him, her black hair falling around her shoulders. “That we should end our - relationship.” She felt the firm wooden desk press against her firm, plump ass. The wood felt cool through the thin cotton of her long skirt and the string of her panties.She had to end this with Sandy. It hadn’t helped that she knew she wasn’t the only one. She had heard through the grapevine that a student was pregnant, and Sandy was the father. The Brown sisters had gone from the most religious of. Marilyn wished she could do that and with practice and tutoring from Monique, got much better with the rhythm of walking like a black girl. The attractive young black girl could turn the boys into putty and they would do anything she wanted. Monique dressed in a 'special' way that seemed to accentuate her full breasts, trim waist and long legs. Marilyn overheard several of the boys talking about her black friend, Monique. "Man, that li'l bitch-in-heat has a body built for fucking!"That shocked. Besides, it’s a long drive.”“So? I’d come. You give me a lapdance?”I was tittering now. It all seemed so absurd, at this fragile moment. Frank, obviously, had been to more than a few gay bars.“Honey,” I said—dared, “I’d rather you fuck me.”“We can do that too,” he smiled. In fact, we just had. Frank let the “honey” remark pass. He seemed—for that brief illusory moment—to be opening up. Accepting the nature of his sexuality. Accepting mine. I wanted to suck him again. Bottom for him again..