Once again she posed for me. Her pussy hair was trimmed to be as beautiful as she was.I watched in horror as Bethany walked up behind Angelica and clo...sed the drapes. I waited a few minutes and the drapes did not open up again. Then mom hollered for me to come down to dinner so I did.I was worried about Angelica. I left my window wide open all evening and kept looking over at her window.Finally at bedtime I saw her lights go on and her drapes open. Angelica was standing there with her sister. After that relaxing shower, I put on a blouse and short jeans.The second guy came into my bedroom and dragged me back downstairs to the kitchen. I sat there wondering who would be the next to use me…I could not admit the truth; all the interaction with that nigger bastard fucking me in the ass had made me so horny. I felt truly aroused now."Take off your shorts and open wide your legs for me, slut…”The second black man grunted at me. And I felt wet again…I looked around the room to see the. ”He wandered back to the bedroom to see Lani laying over Karen, patting the pups on the head, giggling. She'd tossed the sheets back as she lay perpendicular to Karen her bare mocha tush on Karen's hips. Dave stood in the doorway, admiring the scene sipping his coffee, feeling the blood rushing to his groin. Karen noticed his leering and coughed. Dave, caught by his lovely wife, blushed as she slipped a hand over Lani's smooth cheeks, gently massaging to tease her husband.Lani purred as Karen. The beauty of rush hour in midtown was that at almost every stop a crush of pretty office girls would push onboard the train fighting to get hold a handy pole or hand strap. I had gotten adept at wearing no underwear beneath my shorts allowing my rampant cock to roam freely in the jumble of nubile cunts and asses on all sides. It was sort of pussy overload time and I didn't have a single complaint.I liked to look for girls older than me because they seemed to appreciate a good feel more than.