It was established now as I saw nature at work.Cin was groaning and almost sobbing as she pleaded to Thomas to use her. "Fuck me like your slut Thomas.... Fuck my married white cunt. Put a black baby in me so every one will know I fuck black men. Real men. Let people see my sissy husband raise a black man's c***d. Every one will know what a faggot cuckold you made him."My dick jetted out some dribble of sperm at hearing my wife beg to be Thomas' whore. I wanted to be with her, to be Thomas' whore. Darian raised a brow at her, but Otrera smirked, and nodded toward Medusa.“Don’t stop,” she said.Don’t stop. Easy for her to say! Through the haze and warmth and fuzzies and buzz and ground that refused to hold still, Medusa watched Otrera bathe in sexuality. Medusa thought her own display had been licentious, but Otrera defeated in her seconds as she reached down to Gallea, and took his member into her hand. While the two satyrs looked liked deer below the hip, their bodies had the same. The one we finally settled on was perfect.We would take them one at a time. The first was Robert Sears. He was twenty-two years old and lived with his mother. Jazz's crew staked out the house and called us when Sears was there without his buddy. At two in the morning we all hit the house at once. Jazz and I hit the front of the house, breaking in the door. His three guys hit the back. Our noisy entrance awakened Sears and his mother, but they had no time to react effectively against our. My ass was so tight that his rude penetration hurt a bit until the lube inside me got all over him during the first few fuck-thrusts. Then my cunt relaxed as he was slick. In and out he went at a nice deep rhythmic pace. I moaned as he took my already orgasmic ass to a deeper pleasure. I could feel his shaft move in and out in a calm pace that was also riding over my prostate g-spot each time. All of a sudden my insides throbbed in a minor ass-fuck orgasm and I looked down as my cock drooped.