Franklin walked in and saw Cassie lying on the bed looking up at him. She was mortified, she had attempted to listen out for his return but evidently her concentration had faltered with Mungo’s great black cock occupying her. She was worn out and extremely sore; it was the first time a man had had her and Mungo had been brutal, unleashing ten years of deprivation into her tight, pink asshole. His cock was so thick, so long and so forceful that his attack on her pretty, cute, peachy bottom had left it red-raw, enormously tender and overloaded and oozing with his semen.
Cassie avoided Franklin’s eyes. She couldn’t move, unable to hide her bottom from sight. She didn’t mean to flaunt it before Mungo’s brother; she was simply too shattered to move and such was the amount that Mungo had shot inside her, she was afraid that if she moved her bum from its current position of stuck up in the air, rivers of sperm would flow out down her thighs and onto the bed sheets. Franklin had now witnessed her disgrace and so she lay there, ashamed and stark-naked, fearfully awaiting his reaction.
Mungo stood, naked and keen for more; his lust for whitemeat resurrected, his mighty gigantic cock upright and eager. He looked for Franklin’s approval to launch himself on his new girl once more. He understood that having white girls was in some way incorrect in the minds of some people but did not know what his brother thought. He wanted permission, the shapely white teen was so inviting and she was making no attempt to move, surely she wanted more?
Franklin moved towards Cassie and began to speak.
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