’ Fuck. Master was a sex god and he knew it. I couldn’t wait to have his hot loads of cum running inside my tight pussy and filling up my ass. I w...as Master’s slut and was proud of it. One of his fingers grazed my pussy. He pulled me off of him. ‘On your back slut. Get yourself off.’ I lay down. I started to touch my wet lips slowly, massaging them. I saw Master watching me intently and blushed. I slid my finger upwards towards my clit. Almost as good as Master’s tongue could do it. I pinched. I think he traced his black thumb over her clitoris, because Ana wept, struggling against him and begging him for mercy. "Stay cool, baby, I'm going to fuck you so hard…" I felt again my heart sink. This fucking bastard was going to **** my sweet Ana right in front of me and there was nothing I could do to avoid it. Slowly, with one hand still abusing my wife’s pussy, the man wriggled out of his jeans. I could see then a huge, a very huge black cock sprang forth, at least nine inches long and. He told me to crawl into the lower bunk of his bunk bed near the wall so that if anyone walked into his room they wouldn't see me because his larger body would be blocking me from view. I did as he said and he crawled in after me. It was a small bed so we were pretty close as we both laid our heads on his pillow. He began to whisper, "okay, so we can't move too much because the bed creaks and we have to whisper because my mom will hear us." I nodded and whispered "okay". He continued, "a penis. His teeth grazing her shoulder made her gasp when they sank in deeper than she ever felt anyone do. He growled and released her, pushing her harder against the rock, lifting her higher so that his lips could tease her nipples over her bikini bra. He caressed her breasts, lifting them up and rubbing her nipples with his thumbs until they grew almost painfully hard. Tactfully slipping his hand to her back, he untied the string of her bikini and pulled it gently over her head, his eyes widening.