I stood up and turned to put my little hands onto the counter. The black guy then lifted my summer dress up to my waist and pulled the tiny thong down... to my ankles. I then just stepped out from it and kicked the tiny cloth across the floor.He grabbed my buttocks firmly with his hand and squeezed tightly. "Nice ass you have here, little cheating slut…give me many ideas”He whispered very softly into my ear, as he spanked me hard."Oh, yes. Do whatever you want with my nice, married white ass”. I. I realized how vulnerable I was from Jenny dumping me, and I began to heavily weep. I noticed my stuffed Bambi looking so comforting and inviting. I threw off the covers revealing my young, already rock-hard member. I started stroking myself sensually while looking into Bambi’s deep, caring doe eyes. After staring at him for well over an hour, the idea finally came to me what I could do with all of my stuffed animals. I could fuck any of these plush toys ANY time I wanted to! I was overcome. It was august 1998. I did not know why my eyes were looking for them next day at the same time. I was too busy in my work, but still my eyes searched for them. That day there was only one woman in rickshaw. The second woman came late, after nearly 45 minutes. This continued every day. I did not know why one day I started followed them on my motorcycle. They lived in the next colony. I had eye contact with one of them, who seemed younger and prettier than the other they opened the gate and. "I... I dunno," the young man answered."Very well then, I'll decide. I think we will begin with a rear entry. Miss Winters get on your hands and knees and face the audience."Sandy knowing she would be severely reprimanded should she even think of objecting did as she was told."Go ahead, son. She's all yours. Let's see what you can do for her. Miss Winters, I want you to look back over your shoulder while your lover enters you."While John Berman knelt on the wresting mat behind her, Sandy turned.