We went back to our suite. I had no idea what time it was. I'd forgotten how many cocks I'd fucked. It was comforting to see an empty bed when she put me down.
When I awoke, I was being spooned, my head under the chin of the black man holding me. His skin seemed familiar but I didn't recall anyone like him being at the introduction. His cologne seemed familiar too.
Dawn was breaking through the window as in my fantasy. I felt his hardness pressed against my back, I moved until my pussy aligned with his cock and slowly worked onto it. My mystery man pushed up my ass a little more and gently fucked me. He grasped my hand in his and stroked me in long strokes only possible with a buttered and wide opened hole. By the time he roused, he was a few strokes from cumming. He grabbed my throat and used me for a cum dump.
I got scared. I knew what was about to happen because it was my fantasy. One of Angela's boyfriends joked about it and that's what made me think of it. As he softened, I wanted to pull up and get away but he had me wrapped tightly next to him.
As the sun poked at the split in the curtains, I felt the warmth of his urine inside me. It disgusted me a little that there was nothing I wouldn't do. He stayed inside until finally limp and I waited a few moments to allow my hole to close. As soon as I could, I got up and went to the toilet and flushed myself.
Angela's high school boyfriend Rock came into the bathroom and stopped his cock in front of me. "Can you clean me up, Sandy?" he asked.
This guy bullied me all the way through school. He was the star running back and I the weakling. He bragged about how he opened Angela up so wide I had to tie a 2x4 to my ass to keep from falling in. He tried to fuck her on our wedding night. I hated the guy.
Without further prompting, I took him in my mouth and let him face fuck me until he blew on my face and down my throat.
"Are you finished peeing for me little buddy?" he asked and pointed to the shower. "Get it warm for me would you?"
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