I turned in the entranceway to the kitchen to ask him what he'd like, and I saw that he was standing in the doorway of the den, staring inside. That's... when it hit me -- I hadn't closed the screen of the porn video I was looking at, and I knew he was standing there watching a thick-muscled black guy fuck a stocky white guy in the ass on my laptop.He turned his head slowly until his eyes met mine, a slight grin on his face. "So you like that kind of thing, huh?" he asked softly, and all I could. “Yes, dear gawd, yes!”“Tell me… what you want,” Jim ordered.The initial confession was hard, but that gave way toone that was much easier to say. “I want… want you tofuck me. Fuck me with your big cock,” she whispered. “Ohgawd, your cock… I can’t get it out of my head.”Jim straightened and rubbed his hardened cock againsther neck. “Good! Tomorrow when you drive us home… makesure I’m the last one on the. Our fucking was savage, I could feel a warmth spread in my center, and I knew that I was going to be sore as hell in the morning. Neither of us spoke, we were unable to, we only grunted and moaned, me giving the occasional short scream whenever Will gave me an exceptionally hard thrust. His cock throbbed inside me, and I knew he was going to cum soon. I grabbed onto the pillow beneath me for dear life as felt my body began to orgasm. I felt it approach from different corners of my body, my toes. ??No, I’ll take both?, I asserted. ?Both, what kind of party are you and that Redhead have going?? He chuckled, exposing the kind of deviancy that you keep well hidden. I started laying the cash on the counter, note by note until Raul held up his hand for me to stop. Not knowing how much the Redhead paid, I was certain I got ripped off, but it didn’t matter. I had my kit for Kate, and all I had to do was get Frauline Jensein out of the way.Chapter 8.Bristol reminded me of my University.