I didn't like this at all. I didn't know how he felt, if it was just the fact that something was rubbing him so it excited him, or what, but I didn't ...want things to change in a negative way! I went and sat on the seat right behind him"Zack, will you say something to me please?" He put the pole down in the holder, turned around and started kissing me. He was kissing me hard, as if this would be the last time. My lips parted slightly and his tongue found mine. We kissed for a while, and he. They asked me about my husband and I said that he was quite busy in his own business trip.Duma suddenly invited me to sit down between them in a comfortable sofa.As I sat down, my skirt rode up, exposing a lot of thigh. I felt their legs pressing against mine and then they both put their hands on my thighs, so they were rubbing them, making my legs spread a bit apart…I told them that they should not be doing that.But Duma then asked if I ever had sex with a black man…As I told him a lie, saying. ‘Nnngh, ohgodyes…’ Tina gasped out, her whole body writhing now against him as she moaned and pressed her ass up even tighter against his face. He couldn’t see anything but her ass in his field of view, and his tongue just kept going, working its way deeper into her asshole as she whimpered and gasped, his saliva coating the whole wondrous valley of her ass now, and he just couldn’t stop, couldn’t cum, couldn’t even think… Finally, Tina pulled away and shifted position once again, impaling her. All of the men now moaning and groaning in pure satisfaction. I could feel the cock in my ass starting to get slightly harder and shivering. He was about ready to cum. He grabbed my hips and pulled me onto his cock trying to put his cock in as far as he could. He then let out a loud groan and I could feel pulse after pulse of cum shooting inside and filling up my ass. He then pulled out, cleaned up, and got dressed. “Thanks for this Artie, I really needed to fuck a good little fag tonight! We.