Rescue Rangers

You stirred, looking at the TV. Your dad was in bed with all three women, his big cock laying limp on his thigh. Then you heard what woke you up -- a knock at the door.

It was the other entertainment for the night. Your boyfriend, Antonio. And DeShawn and DeAngelo, two very large, very dominant, and very discreet Black athletes.

"I'm glad you guys could make it," Ashley said, giving Antonio a deep kiss. "Momma needed some entertainment too." She winked and elbowed you.

Twenty minutes later, the three of you were each side by side, **** on cock, while Ashley used a thick toy on herself the size of your dad. She moaned, looking you in the eye as she fucked herself. You nodded, sliding down onto all fours. You kept yourself lubed and clean for Antonio, and weren't surprised that Harper and Charlotte did the same.

"Fuck, this ass is good, Joanie," Antonio growled.

"Thank you, Papi," you whimpered as his thick Puerto Rican head popped into your ass. Beside you on either side, you could feel as Charlotte and Harper got the same treatment, and the three of you held hands as your men started to fuck.

The room was a chorus of loud, strong men fucking, weak boys whimpering and on the brink, and one pregnant woman working herself to cloud nine.