1. Pimped Again, Part 2


    Date: 7/30/2015, Categories: Hardcore, Interracial Sex, Mature, Author: KateandJessica, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    hole motel, but I think I’d gotten used to the room and the idea of relocating seemed like a giant hassle. “Yeah, let’s go back to my place, girl. We got beers, we got weed, we got all kinds of good shit back at my place.” We gathered our belongings up and got in Monk’s car. Travis and I had had way too much to drink to drive, but Monk seemed okay. He had a big old car from the 80s that belched smoke and he took us back to his place in a different part of the outskirts of Pensacola, about 10 minutes from the motel. Monk’s house looked like it used to be for a full f****y, but you could tell that only Monk lived there now. I wondered if he was divorced and where his k**s were, but I didn’t say. It was a bit run down and had that mildew smell that a lot of cheaper homes in the south do, but it had character too. You could see Monk’s personality all over the place. His big collection of old R&B and soul vinyl records, his pool table with an antique pool light over the top, big black leather couches. We each grabbed a beer and then the guys led me into Monk’s room. He had a huge bed with a giant wooden frame and headboard. When I sipped the beer, I got a reminder that I was still rolling. It tasted wonderful. I looked at the bed as I swallowed my beer and said, “I hope you two are going to fuck the shit out of me on that.” They both laughed. Travis said, “Baby, we are going rock your fucking world. Take those clothes off. I took another swig of beer and set it on the nightstand. ...
    I tore off my clothes as quick as I could. I was eager to feel their bodies and their cocks again. Both of them undressed and Monk moved around to a drawer beside the bed. He reached in a pulled out a pair of handcuffs. Not like fake little play ones, but the heavy steel ones that cops use. &#034Put one on your wrist, girl.” Under different circumstances I might have been nervous. But Clarence didn’t say anything about staying at the motel or not getting with more than one guy. I just trusted that even if he didn’t know about the specifics, Clarence would be okay with this, otherwise he would have given me more rules than just to obey Travis. I put one of the cuffs on and climbed onto the bed. Travis pulled the sheets back and Monk crawled onto the bed with me, his cock already half hard again. He took the free cuff, and pulled it up toward the top of the bed and looped it through a post in the middle of the headboard. Then he took my other wrist and attached it to the cuff so that I was cuffed to the headboard with my arms over my head. I laid there on my side grinned at them. “What now?” “Now we do anything we want, girl!” He got up on his knees and put his cock toward my mouth. “Get me hard again. Suck this dick like I know you love to.” I opened my mouth for him and he plunged right past my lips and to the back of my throat. I was lying on my side, with no way to prop myself up very well or use my hands, so I couldn’t do a very good job. He grabbed the back of my head and ...
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