Nibbling at my neck and ear he stopped pumping completely. Taking a very deep breathe, like making up his mind, he bit down and thrusted hard into me.... My thighs and my pussy constricted around him tightly, I felt his constriction as well as we came. I gasped and he moaned at the throbbing and the spasms as he pounded me hard not stopping. Quivering both inside and out I clung to him and kissed his mouth full. Intertwined we lay there spent, his cock still inside me pulsing. Slowly we tried to. She then stood on the bed her cunt above my face squeezing and letting the last drips hit my face and I licked them up. Where do we go from here she asked I know we have used me being fucked in our pillow talk but now its happened and to be honest I loved it, the excitement of going out on my own to pick up a stranger was unbelievably horny, I went out knowing I was going to get a new cock in my greedy cunt and as it turned out it was 3 cocks how do you really feel about it. I showed her my. Becca rubbed her tits against my back and played with my nipples, which felt surprisingly good. “Oh God! I’m going to cum Christine!” I yelled out between my deep moans. “Inside me! Inside me Jon!” Christine called out. “Oh God! Yes! I’m cumming!” I screamed as pumped my seed into her wet pussy. Becca pulled out my dick and began to clean it off with her mouth. She sucked it hard and played roughly with my balls. My dick didn’t have time to get soft as it remained at attention in Becca’s. So many opportunities and possibilities. I still remembered where I came from, though. And this, more than anything else colored how I viewed the world around me. Since I grew up in a hostile, downright antagonistic environment, I was always looking for antagonists. People, institutions and forces who lived to tear others down. I’ve seen a lot of injustice in America. A lot of bias in the system. Racial profiling. Discrimination against both men and women along with racial and sexual.