The owner let go and the black man took my head in his large hands and started to force my mouth down on the couple inches of fat black dick I couldn'...t fit down my throat. "That all you got, white boy?" the black man asked as I gagged loudly."Flip him over!" I heard the owner yell.I felt the tattooed man pull his cock out of my ass, as the black man removed his from my mouth. Then they grabbed me and flipped me over, chest up. My head dangled off the counter upside down and I saw the tatooed. Billy was troubled that night... once more feeling the shame of that night those years ago, that night with Jenny. And the dance the next day - really a dogfight — how proud she had been when they announced the winners of what she had so naively believed a regular dance contest.He shifted his leg slightly on the footstool trying vainly to make the phantom pain of the missing foot he had left behind in 'Nam go away. Jenny... what had happened to her? She just disappeared; he never ran into her. . we’ve never . . . kissed? You and me, I mean . . . would . . .’ ‘Oh Alex, yes!’ She was about six inches shorter than my six-foot-one. She tilted her head up and closed her eyes. She puckered her lips, and I leaned slowly down and gave her a tentative peck. I pulled back and looked to see her reaction. She looked at me and smiled again. ‘Can we, uh, do that again?’ she asked. I leaned back down and our lips touched again. She let go of my hands, and I thought something was wrong. I was about. “I told you Alice,” l said, “your mother is our sex slave now, aren’t you Anna?”Anna mumbled a reply. I slapped her bottom hard again.“Louder!” I said.“Yes,” she responded, then cried out as l rammed my cock up her cunt.I fucked her hard, ramming each thrust as deep as l could. I wasn’t sure if l had any spunk left and because of that l had to work hard before l felt my orgasm building. I reached under her, grabbing her huge breasts, gripping them tight, my fingers digging into the soft.