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Chapter 10 by Janis_en_femme Janis_en_femme

What about Bertha?

Bertha's turn

Bertha was horny. She knew Robert drained Bruiser and Little Bobby so they were useless to her. Robert's cock was getting hard again but she knew pussy didn't do it for him anymore. He was completely devoted to cock now.

Moose continued to fuck Sarah on the pool table. The black biker was concentrating on making Sarah addicted to black cock. Her husband never fucked like that.

Moose pulled his 10-inch cock out. Sarah cried, "Don't stop. Put it back in."

Without a word, Moose flipped the flabby 58-year-old librarian over.

Sarah shook her head. "No. What are you doing?"

Moose smiled. "I'm going to fuck your lily white fat ass!"

Even with her false memories, Sarah never remembered having anal sex. The thought scared her.

"I never. I can't. Your cock is too big," she cried.

"You want to taste me cock ever again?"

"Y-yes," she whimpered.

"You want me to fuck your tight cunt again?"

"Yes."

"Then shut up and get ready." With that, Moose yanked her ass close to him and spread her legs. He rubbed his massive cock against her puckered asshole. He was going to enjoy breaking her. This would be the final transgression, the last straw of any resistance. This should shred her last piece of dignity and self-respect, he thought.

Moose poked his thick cock against her tight asshole.

"You better not be fighting me, ho. Or no black cock for you ever again." He felt her asshole relax. No allowing her a moment to change her mind, he crammed his cock inside. He bulldozed all 10-inches deep pressing his black balls against her flabby ass.

For a couple of seconds, Sarah experienced intense pain. But the sense of degradation swallowed her awareness. Her eyes shut tight to focus on her new situation. She loved being demeaned by this black brute. Bliss replaced the pain. Joy at servicing Moose dominated her thoughts. She actually enjoyed being fucked in the ass. She matched each thrust and the pleasure was blinding. He owned her and it thrilled her.

Bertha waddled over to Moose.

"I need some action," she pleaded.

"I'm busy busting this white whore," Moose said in between thrust. He was thinking he might make Sarah a street hooker. Some freaks like fucking sluts that look like their moms. She need to get bigger tits though. And she would if he told her to. Then he had an idea. He needed to really bring this white bitch down even further.

"Get on the table. Have her eat you out!" Moose nodded with his chin.

Bertha whooped. She liked dick on occasion. Cock would do if pussy wasn't available. She scooted on top of the pool table and shimmied across the green felt. She spread her legs and shoved her dripping pussy in front of Sarah's face.

Sarah's eyes opened as she smelled the pussy juices in front of her.

"Eat out that pussy," Moose demanded.

For the briefest of moments, Sarah was repulsed by the idea. She wasn't a lesbian. But she knew if she resisted that Moose might stop fucking. She lost count as to how many times she came.

"I-I don't know how," Sarah offered as her only hesitation. She knew she'd "eat out that pussy," but she never had any sexual encounters with a woman before. She even read about it.

Bertha scolded Sarah. "Just stick out your tongue as far as you can. Wrap your arms around my ass."

Sarah did as she was told.

Bertha squirmed. She positioned her smelly snatch against Sarah's tongue. She moved her clit up and down against the tender tongue. She shifted side to side so Sarah could taste every drop. She crammed her pussy lips across the tongue. She drove every bit of pussy skin into Sarah's face.

After about a minute, Sarah's **** to pussy faded. She started lapping away. She pulled Bertha's ass closer. She moved her head and prodded her tongue deeper inside the pussy. She started to explore and feel every bit of it.

Moose chuckled. Now he knew he dominated Sarah completely. This former white bread middle class wife was eating pussy and enjoying it. He could make her perform any perverted sex act he could think of. He could think of a lot of them. She was a biker bitch now.

Bertha realized that Sarah was getting into it. She laid back on the pool table, resting her head on the edge like a pillow. Her hands caressed Sarah's head as she guided. She bucked her hips as Sarah made her cum.

Sarah gobbled the pussy juices as she came once again from the black cock fucking her ass. Her mind was filled with lust for cock and pussy now. She could barely remember that she was married. She completely forgot everything she ever knew about libraries and books being replaced by thoughts of big black cocks and sloppy wet pussies.

Does Moose make Sarah his whore? Or do they escape?

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