He was still crying."I am so sorry mom, I love you. Please you gotta forgive me. I need your love and your trust back. Just say you will give us a cha...nce. I swear to god mom I will never force you to have sex with me again."At first I was so scared being held by my rapist, smelling him, feeling my breasts mash tight against his chest I did not know what to do. Then a strange thing happened. As he rocked me, as his tears washed me, as I heard the pain and sincerity in his voice... he started. ”Then he said, “Yes, I can tell that you aren’t aware of some of the things going on around here. It might surprise you to learn that some of the white men and couples that join our club are just trying to meet black men for sex. I can’t really explain it, but a lot of white people have fantasies about sucking and fucking big, black cocks, and our club is one of the few that strongly supports mixed membership.Many of the white couples you see here are having sex with our black members all the. At one point, she had an entire ball stuffed inside of her mouth gulping and slobbering all over it. Finally, she lowered his now extremely long hard cock and placed it inside of her hungry mouth. She sucked and slobbered all over it in the same eager manner as she did his balls, but even more so. I could hear deep suctioning sounds and the slobbering sounds of thick saliva as she thrust it deep into her mouth and down her throat. My wife finally looked up and from the corner of her eye, she. We walked down a huge hall way and through some oak panelled doors into a large changing area. To my relief it was empty.Tony sat on the wooden changing bench and started unbuckling his biker boots, I took my jacket off and started un buttoning my waist coat. Tony, handed me a ticket.“What do I do with this?” I asked.“You show it to your poker buddies, you knob.” He replied. “You need proof.”I smiled. “Oh yes.” I said. “Cheers, can we go home now?”Tony laughed. “If you want.” He said, “but I.