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I understood, of course I did. I was just one of Luther's bitches. He owned at least two other wives and there were casual conquests too. That leant a certain humility to proceedings. I had to beg for cock. Luther had so much pussy on offer he could pick and choose. That affected how I then treated Paul, my husband.
I spent just an hour with Lucian. I remember that it was a quiet back alley at the dance club in Newcastle. We'd danced, kissed (of course) and he had felt my sex for me. Kristin was beside me, going with one of Lucian's gang. When he got his prick out I should have resisted. Instead I held my sex open for him and he pushed roughly inside me. It was the most amazing animal sex, the most amazing orgasm! I wanted to see him again! He said, 'you're married bitch', pleased to own you, but you gotta make your husband beg for it.'
You've never been to the Lickery? Wow, really? Well, you should go. You should go, its THE place to be. You're going to understand what the weak males are for. You're going to realise your potential girl, you really are!!
Marlon pulled out of me his thick cock dragging slowly free, his glans glistening with the creamy white slime of his ejaculate. From the side he took up the little tub of pussy spice cream. I knew what it was. Once it was rubbed into my sex, once Peter licked it, the addiction of cum licking, black cock worship would be irreversible. He dipped a finger in the goo smiled and worked it into me. Tonight, Peter would become my slave.
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