Every wail was a kickstart to my heart.After finishing my coffee I walked over to the door and saw Sandra still lying there. I bent low and lifted her...into my arms and walked her to the couch. I gently laid her down and stared at the woman I used to love. There was nothing there now. No love, no hate, just emptiness.“Sandra Nichole Dean White, your career is destroyed. Your family has disowned you. Your church has forsaken you. Can you say that your life is now over?”She lay there staring into. There were at least six other hands on my chest, stomach, and titties, rubbing, pinching, and otherwise keeping me completely ravished.As my second climax drew closer, the black guy uncovered my hand, discovering that I was bound to the chair. He didn't seem to care or be concerned, positioning himself instead to place his cock in my palm of my hand. With my wrist bound, there wasn't much I could do, other than stroke the upper head of his shaft with my thumb. He reacted by becoming fully. More

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