The Reveal

"Get them pants off, No Nuts," Kendi said, again, more assertively. "Want to see that limp noodle and remind myself why your ex dumped you again."

"I'm good, really," you protested.

"He's the boss," Amanda said warningly, as she reached down, started to suck her husband's sizeable cock to life.

You temporized, but yielded to the reality that you couldn't hide it forever. You bit the bullet, tugging them off. Kendi noticed instantly.

"The fuck, Dani!" he bellowed out. Amanda took her mouth off his stiff pole. After a second of discombobulation, she too noticed.

"Really, Dani?" she asked testily.

"I was drunk," you protested weakly.

"High more likely," Amanda spat.

"Get your bitch ass on all fours," Kendi said.

You obeyed, because what other choice did you have? It was a punishing session, raw and primal. That monstrous Black cock plowed you like the pussy you were, his balls slapping your remnant with a ferocity you'd never experienced. And his hands spanked your ass, hard, until it felt like your fresh tattoo was just one big welt. And then you were dismissed, into the sultry Miami night.