The black guy had forced her to suck his cock for a while, and then, after a little more alcohol, she found herself actually necking with him in the back seat. That was just about the worst thing: lying in each other's arms in the back seat - just like girlfriend and boyfriend - lips pressed up against each other's; tongues entwined. Eventually, he had leaned back, and she had been forced to fuck him, legs straddling his thighs, riding his cock up and down until he came. Fortunately, the cum from the first rape had provided some lubrication, so it had not been too painful. By the time he came, the alcohol had pretty much overwhelmed her, and she was almost unconscious. Her last recollection before passing out was of the black man running his cum covered cock into her mouth. Sandy was still drunk when she woke up. It was dark, and she assumed that it was the same night. She found herself in an alleyway. 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Those two bitches are an excellent tag team and I have yet to see any twosome beat them at their own games, but the two of you might give them a good run for their money." Alex : "The Black Knight's 15-inch cock and your impressive member will certainly give them a challenge and perhaps I can get my 11-inch cock in there somewhere, I loosened them up a little but I'm not sure it was enough. Tiffany just wanted to suck on my balls and chew Black Cock Hoes Stephanie Cane Cuckold Sessions Stephanie Cane at CuckoldSessions.com Mandingo Vs in the bitch was only financial, his wife released his arm. Still, she wasn't quite sure about it. "The bitch's probably working," she pointed out. Miles will..." "You jokin? A white woman around here? For Miles?" Harris laughed. "That'd be news around here. I'd've heard 'bout it for sure." He was right, and his wife grunted in grudging agreement. "OK. But just you keep your hands off her." Harris nodded, happy that she'd given in. 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There was a brief flash of pain and then everything went dark...