“Pl...Please...” I gasped in a barely audible tone. Stephanie’s finger wriggled ever so slightly, waiting for a more definitive answer. I gulp...ed, forcing down my inhibitions. A tear of shame rolled down my cheek. “Please... Stephanie. Please fuck me up my asshole. I want it -- all of it. I want your finger deep inside me.”Finally satisfied, Stephanie slowly eased the entire length of her middle finger into the depths of my quivering ass. I could feel her fully embedded digit rub. " If you knew that, why did you have sex with them in the first place?" We never knew it until we saw the pictures." I'm missing something here. How could you screw a bunch of black men and not know it?" Angie and I went to a victory party after a football game. We either had way too much to drink or we were drugged — I don't know — all I know is that I woke up in the morning with a very sore pussy and a headache. Later that day I was told that a bunch of guys lined up on Angie and me. The word. Lesly told Susan that we had company. This only worked Susan up more. She started sliding her wet pussy across my face. I slid two fingers into her pussy and she let out a loud scream. Damn you would think she was being killed. I grabbed her ass and slowed her down to where I could get my finger in her tight little puckered butt. She took a deep breath and slowed her movement down almost to a stop. I worked my finger in and out slowly stretching it getting her ready for what I had told her I. The muscles of Tina’s cunt clasping and grasping us both inside her felt wonderful. I turned Tina’s mouth to mine and sucked her tongue into my mouth. My embrace was passionate. Roger began to seriously fuck us both. As Roger picked up his pace Tina and I both responded to him. While there wasn’t much room for us to move I could feel her grinding around us as his cock thrust in and out of her cunt. The feeling for me was simply unbelievable. The movement of his cock on mine was rocketing me to.