What could he do but shrug?“You think I’m some kind of slut?” Her mouth twisted with emotion. “I suppose I am, now, but nine months ago I was ...a virgin.” Her blue eyes scanned his face before she added, “Does that not surprise you?”Brad was certainly confused, but he said, “What you think of yourself has to be your business.” Strange thoughts were rising in the back of his mind, as he patted the towel gently over her wet shoulders, her upper arms and down her sides.“So, why are you wary of my. ”Mike is in one word a “Barbarian”.He is a good friend, very loyal and honest but has no manners.He spat inside my room before right on the carpet because he thought he was outside.He is a trouble maker with a temper too!So, Charles as soon as he got back to his room collapses onto his bed.They next thing Charles remembers was all the shaking in his room.Is this an earthquake? Am I dreaming? Am I on a boat? He though in his head.As his vision came to focus, still drunk from all the booze,. I listened as she pledged to be his personal slut and have her hungry married pussy ready for him whenever he came into town. Orson smiled to me as I heard her saying that and he lifted her body and let her plunge again on his thick black cock.Ana then showed another shaking orgasm…Tired but still not satisfied she dragged her brand new Black Master to our own marital bed for more.As I passed by on my way to bed at the guest’s room, I saw Anita on all fours taking that huge black cock again. She had called Karla, one of her lady friends, and apparently she bragged about the day she had spent with me.Now this woman had just showed up, obviously curious to see what was going on. Frau Rach hugged her and told her to get undressed if she really wanted to stay. That was easy, because all she had on was a skimpy short dress and no underwear.Karla was a short, curvaceous black woman, about ten years younger than Frau Rach who was in her late fifties. She had really gigantic breasts with.