The second shot flew up to her neck. More cum poured out in spurts. It soaked into her bra and her top. She could feel it trickling down everywhere, a...ll over her body, slithering around to her back and down into her ass crack.With her wrists still firmly tied to the log above her head, she felt hard hands grasp her ankles, lift them up into the air and spread them wide apart. She knew that her exposed and defenceless pussy was about to be fucked again. Bony fingers parted her cum-drenched. The usual prostitutes that Karl paid for sex were willing to indulge his desires to dominate them, but secretly they only played along because he was paying them. With Marie it was different. She really craved to be humiliated and treated like a fucktoy. The more someone treated her badly, the more she became excited, and the more she enjoyed the sexual encounter. However, not every man was able to understand what she needed. Some men thought that she wanted to be hurt, but Marie did not like. "Why are you thinking things like that?" Don't you know of a couple women at work that have black lovers? Maybe you should experience it." I'm married." So are they."She turned over and stared at me. "Is this a joke, right?"A couple days later when it was just our daughter and me in the kitchen, she asked "I guess you heard a lot the other night." Yes, and I think your mother is jealous." Did you really suggest she might be interested in one of his older brothers?" Yes." But you couldn't have. And to this day her uncle Will only says two words to anything his wife asks. The two words are "Yes Dear." Wayne, before we start I need you to know something," she said between bites. I was so nervous that I could barely nibble my food. I knew that something was going on and it was beyond my control."If Josie did want me to do something, I would never side with her against you for ANY reason. I heard Josie tell you earlier this evening that I had a crush on you," she told me. She looked at me.