Or did I turn you gay?”Johnny felt miserable and utterly ruined. His ego, his body, his fame…all gone. Now, he could either be left like this, or ...submit to Sonya, and at least die. With tears of agony, the youthful fighter crawled over to her, gripping her left boot at the ankle.This prompted Sonya to smirk, as she quickly laid down, wrapping her legs around the head of her fallen rival. She trapped his face in her folds, as her hands yet again locked with his. She began to rub her pussy into. My entirefive inches was enflamed, rigid, throbbing, and pulsing. I could feelwetness on the end, in my underwear. Pre-cum, the Sex Ed teacher hadcalled it. I could feel it, seeping into the cotton of my briefs, morethan I'd ever made before.My crying stopped. My shaking stopped. I was still trembling, butthese were different kinds of trembles. Now, I was quivering withsomething new, something other-worldly, something fantastical andmagical. I asked myself, 'is this what love is?'TAKE. “Further east. I have to get the South on a paying basis. They might not like that, being ordered around by a black man, let alone one with a Latin wife and a white concubine like you, but too fucking bad! By the way, I have it on good authority that we’ll soon be able to take legal vows, you and I. When that happens, I’ll really be hated for polygamy as well, at least by the Bible thumpers still preaching the ‘one man-one woman’ claptrap. Ask me if I fucking care, though! Ha!” Hepburn chuckled. "I'll leave it up to you whether you wanna come in his mouth or whether you'd rather spurt over his face. Oh and once he's finished, don't forget to have him kiss your arse and say thanks for the experience."She turned to grin at the others. "You guys can watch, okay? ... should be quite a spectacle. Then how about we say that all four of you can carry on messing around with Roger for the whole afternoon? ... just torture him however you want."Melissa looked down at the wretched Roger who was.