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  • As the huge cock filled his throat, and his nose was buried in the young man's pubes, Jimmy felt hands on his ass, then a finger working its way into his boy twat. Once again, he would be filled from both ends at once. “Spit roasting,” the others had called it. And that webcams meant he was the pig. The man behind him began to nibble on Jimmy's neck, biting harder each time. The skin was being bruised. He was being marked with a hickey, by a male Negro. The bites were above his slave collar, and would show, no matter what shirt he wore. The slender Freshman was feeling more degraded by the minute. He didn't dare think about how far he had fallen in one evening--or how far he still had to fall! He could feel the finger being removed from his hole--and the huge projectile about to take its place! As he was penetrated from behind, the boy moaned in shame and pain, around the huge black cock in his throat. And still, his big blue eyes maintained contact with the unblinking brown eyes of the man who owned his throat. The two men got into rhythm, as they fucked the submissive teen senseless. It crossed Jimmy's mind that this was never the kind of rhythm he'd envisioned when friends said Negroes had rhythm! He might have laughed at the thought, if it had been someone else who was naked and on their knees. Jimmy never did have a sense of humor about himself. As the pounding continued, the man behind him grabbed and squeezed Jimmy's little balls. He squeezed and released in time to Jimmy's fucking. The dominant young amateur stud fucking his throat could see the pain in Jimmy's eyes. The pretty blonde's big blue eyes began to glaze over, in pain and lust, but he never broke eye contact with the man using his throat. Though he wasn't bound, Jimmy might as well have been. Even if he was physically able to move, emotionally, he was under the total control of the beautiful, powerful, and utterly dominant black men who were using him. Jimmy's mind was a blank. There were no longer any thoughts of why. There was no real thought at all. Only the instinct to serve and please. Whatever focus he managed was on his pain, and the pleasure of the men inside him. His balls were being squeezed, his neck was being bitten, his ass and throat were being relentlessly fucked, and yet, it all seemed right. His efforts were directed to only two things. Mom didn’t say anything about this to keep from scaring you off, evidently. Slowly she drifted into sleep. She had this smoky look in her eyes. I just smiled, we had made it through Bob’s funeral and now Melanie was here to start her new life. At this point, I have blood inside my mouth and some dribbling down to my chin. I packed two suitcases and loaded them in my jeep. And I think, maybe, something was in one that I didn’t ask for? She was now in her forties and it felt good to be wanted by a guy still in his twenties. I pulled everything off the coat hangers, letting it all fall down to the floor to form a makeshift mattress, just something soft that would keep me warm. “I’ve just never been this motivated to win,” I laugh, checking it in. It was on the end but one seat of a row with another row facing me. I sat there with my bag on my lap and listening to my music. “Cum in me, Becky!” hissed the redheaded slut. Flora didn’t answer, because Flora almost fainted. webcams “Oh wow!” Without another word an iron bracelet was attached to her ankle and and a hot pin was pushed through the joint fixing it firmly in place, He wakes up out of his daydream just in time to catch the ball and put it in for the easy basket. Shelly amateur lowered herself down on the divan which had been placed behind her and I crawled up between her legs. Pete said that the repairs were on them as well and apologised again. The mood was lighter and more casual as the minutes slipped away to friendly conversation. I narrowed my eyes at her, wondering at her game. I'm 40 now and wish I had the sex drive I had 20 years ago. Nobody was really talking. “Well my hard young friend,” Cheri giggled,”As long as you stay hard, I’m going to use it.” She looked up at the two teenagers sitting above her and vigorously nodded her head. On Tuesday, Zeke took April and I to the Texas Roadhouse for an early supper. Her pussy drenching the hand that was hooked into her G-Spot. His head hanging low. It had been leaking even before I woke up that morning, and it just got a bit wetter. Hints