I was just so into getting fucked by him that I said things like I was high on a drug. Can you understand that? I meant nothing by it. You will always... get to have my pussy, in fact, you can have any of my holes.”I looked at him with a wicked smile on my face before I added, “But I hope you understand that as much as I love you, Antonio will also hold a part of my heart, especially since he will be the father of our child. I just can’t, no WE just can’t, walk away from him. That would not be. “Do what you like with me,” she said, ”You can stick it any hole you like, spank me, humiliate me whatever you want Roy – I’m yours.”It was a difficult situation for a young man to be in and he responded like any red bloodied American would, he turned around, stood up, grabbed hold of her and threw her on the bed. He began to kiss her passionately on the lips and she held one arm around his neck, while fumbling in the bedside cabinet drawer with the other. The next thing he knew she was. Patrick was too. His cock was throbbing. Holding the small woman by her waist, he pushed her down his body. She seemed to understand what he wanted and began to scoot herself back until he felt his cock come into contact with her pussy. She lifted up, trying to reach between them. "Let me," the shemale said. The small woman smiled at her over her shoulder. The shemale let go of Patrick's left leg. He felt her hand close around his drooling cock, lift it, guide it. The small woman. With her other hand in my hair she pulled my head around and kissed me roughly, then told her husband to feel my other tit. He responded immediately reaching around my right side and pulling on that nipple. My husband's right hand was between my legs teasing my pussy. I didn't care what people in passing cars might see. I was in ecstasy, being an object for my friends' sexual pleasure.As we walked into the house, my husband gave my ass a hard swat and told me I was going to be our friends' slut.