She was pissed and she wanted me to know without making a scene. I went back to my seat and quietly remained there for the next set. Keri never looked... at me. I stood and walked to the other end of the bar and got Wes attention.“Wes, I fucked up and pissed off Keri. I am going to take off, but please be sure that she is ok when she leaves.”“No problem man, let me get your tab.”I paid my tab and said my farewells to the band leader and some regulars and headed for the door. As I walked past Keri,. 30 minutes later it read If you know what's food for you get up here. I said my goodbyes and headed for the room. When I walked in there was porn on the t.v. and I heard some voices. A voice I had ever heard before. There was a man from the lobby I remember seeing in there. A black man at that. About 6 foot and pretty fit not great but standable. My roomie said the black man had said that he thought I was gay and roomie said you have no idea. I just found out the other night if ya know what I. His backside arced, dipped, and plowed in a shockingly fast rhythmic motion. My ass was never empty for more than fractions of a second as he plunged every millimeter of his meat into me again and again. Blood was rushing to my own cock as it flapped back and forth from the force, but it barely had time to harden before the fun started.With every new thrust I could feel this dog’s cock getting thicker. Each push became a little tougher for my sphincter, and more filling for my insides, as his. You know what I was supposed to teach her don't you?" I asked."Fourteen are you sure?" Wilma asked."That's what she said, and she looked fourteen," I replied."Then why didn't we bring her out?" Wilma asked."Then what do we do with her, turn her over to social services. I'm sure the story she tells would be great reading for you father and ex husband," I said."Oh my god, you are right that would be a disaster," She said. So what are we going to do."We are going to let the boyfriend take care of.