As Jim stated wakening up the next morning, it was dark in the bedroom. He could feel his morning wood hard up against her firm butt, his hand cupping... a big firm breast. He was still a bit d**ged and was thinking he was wakening up with Sally, until Grace says good morning tiger are you ready for round four as she spun around in his arms, facing him burying her tongue in his mouth taking her hand grabbing his cock and pulling it to her cunt, as he feels the head of his cock start to part her. Theyre such a delectable dark brown, like dark chocolate. He leaned in closer, her heart was racing, pounding loudly in her chest. She lost her breath for a moment, his lips were so close. She wanted to taste them more than anything. Her lips parted a little as if giving him an invitation to take her right then and there. The hands that were clutching her purse loosened. Her gaze lowered to his lips, those rose tinted full lips. A soft moan left her own as his face continued to move closer to. Sometimes the men had the cunt lay on her back and masturbate for their amusement, sometimes the men enjoyed slapping the cunts tits, if someone was having a bad game it was their consolation to use the item of their choice to beat the cunt’s ass - one man in particular enjoyed using a cane on cunt, when he was having a bad night he would tell the cunt to get the cane she would be trembling as she crawled back into the room with the cane in her mouth, he always gave the cunt at least 10 strikes. Nor did it begin there! And in each following passage, I fevered more in expectation of his tongue’s flickering caress as it passed, oh so slowly, over my puckering-up anal rosette.But then, Mark took pity on me and stopped. He finished by concentrating solely on my beautiful(!), palpitating pussy. We finished with him fucking me into a wild, orgiastic surrender. He had, though, also taught me how susceptible my ass was to being pleasured! Even now, with you, - this isn't easy to admit.When.