John Cumberland's first mistake was underestimating the resourcefulness and resolve of his cohort in crime to exact revenge on John's double cross.  In an effort to salvage his fledging corporation, the desperate young entrepreneur had made the drastic mistake of resorting to recruiting the services of Carl Morton, a devious ex-con that many an inmate had paid a heavy price for crossing the vengeful man.

Morton had indeed fulfilled his end of the bargain, and if John had paid off his accomplice as agreed, it very well may have been the end of the story.  But John had gotten greedy and as Morton had fled the country as planned, John did not fulfill his end by sending the final payment over to him.  John figured that the man would not take the chance of returning, figuring he just write-off the money owed and walk away.

However, Carl Morton wasn't the type of man to be trifled with, one who would not rest till he obtained the satisfaction of revenge.  The ex-con realized that there was very little he could do to convince or coerce his partner in crime to cough up the rest of the money, especially having to lay low for quite awhile till the heat cooled off.  And with John Cumberland complaining that he had miscalculated and just didn't have the rest of the money he had promised, Carl could only fume and plot.

A felon convicted of felony grand theft and a string of robberies, Carl Morton knew that he couldn't risk letting his emotions get the better of him.  But he just wasn't the type to let bygones be bygones and he was determined that John Cumberland would pay a stiff price for screwing him over.  As Carl considered his options, he remembered seeing several photos in Cumberland's office, recalling them to be recent photos of the asshole and a gorgeous young blonde.

Thinking back, Carl recalled seeing a wedding photo that featuring John Cumberland in a tux and obviously his beautiful wife in the photo with him.  Closing his eyes, he licked his lips in trying to picture the pretty little bride wearing her white-laced wedding gown.  Obviously, the expression on the groom's face and the fact the photo was positioned so prominently on the bookcase, the beauty was obviously the bastard's pride and joy.

'Hmmm, what better way to exact revenge on that fuck'n double-crosser than to target his pride and joy?' Carl asked himself.  'Yeah, ya mother-fucker ………………….ya gonna pay …………………..well, anyway, yer purty little wife is gonna pay fer yer double-cross!  And yer gonna git to watch it all, ya bastard!  Bet ya ain't gonna stick yer little prick in the bitch once I git through with her!' he chuckled.

The concocted plan was a bit complicated, but ingenious --------- and very gratifying!  For Carl Morton, the thought of seeing the look of anguish, humiliation and defeat on the young punk's face in having to watch the defiling of his lovely wife would be just reward.  But to top it all off, Carl wondered if he could expand his plan to generate a hefty financial windfall for himself as well.

Carl recruited the services of a crony to help with his plan, convincing Connie Rustin, his on-again/off-again girlfriend to assist in his plan to set up Shannon Cumberland for a fall.  He knew that Connie would be much more effective and successful in setting up Shannon than he would be, especially if Carl could come up with a scam to allow Connie to quickly and effectively win Shannon's trust.

While Shannon Cumberland was out running errands, the resourceful black ex-con had disabled the unsuspecting young wife's car, setting the stage for Connie to 'come to the rescue' when her car wouldn't start.  First, Connie placed a phone call on the distraught young wife's behalf to summon roadside assistance.  Shannon was advised by the mechanic, another operative that had been recruited by Carl, that her car needed to be towed in and worked on at the shop.  Connie then followed up by offering Shannon a ride home.

During the drive home, as Connie befriended Shannon, she was amazed to discover just how naive and innocent the young beauty was.  Filled in by Carl, Connie realized that if John Cumberland had a tendency to be greedy and unscrupulous, pretty Shannon Cumberland was her husband's polar opposite.  It was no wonder the lovely young beauty was her husband's pride and joy as Carl had surmised from the wedding photo.  Connie shuddered as she wondered whether John Cumberland would still consider the lovely beauty sitting in the passenger seat as his pride and joy after Carl was finished with her.

Arriving at her home, Shannon graciously invited Connie in for a drink that Connie accepted in saying she could use a break.  As they exited the car, Shannon unwittingly confided was that she and her husband were pretty much just starting out, recently married.  Shannon advised that her husband had insisted she quit work and be a traditional housewife and mother.  But unfortunately her husband's new business had not taken off as anticipated, putting her husband under a lot of stress and their plans to start a family on hold.

Shannon told her newfound friend that she had suggested going back to work to help out, at least until the business took off.  But her husband John would not hear of it, assuring her that he'd come up with a plan to jump-start his floundering business.  It was obvious to Connie that the naive young beauty was completely unaware that her husband had resorted to hiring an ex-con and engaged in an unlawful act to accomplish his goal of salvaging his company.

Connie listened as Shannon sighed in disappointment in having to deal with the unexpected expense of repairing her car.  Connie, pretending to ponder Shannon's dilemma and then came up with an idea how she might be able to help, suggested that Shannon "might be able to create some additional income to help out, and not have to actually work a regular 9-5 job!"  Connie then explained that she worked for a modeling agency, and that Shannon's exceptional beauty and style could earn a lot of money as a model.

As Shannon blushed, confessing she was not the 'model type' and that she appreciated the offer but it just wasn't for her, Connie refused to accept 'no' for an answer.  She reassured the young wife, that to just leave everything to her and she would make the contacts.  Connie knew that she needed to strike while the iron was hot, before Shannon had time to reconsider the offer, and while the two glasses of wine were clouding her better judgment.  Connie then placed a quick phone call to Carl, gushing about how she had just met a gal who was a 'can't-miss' model, giving Carl directions to the Cumberland's home.  Of course, waiting in anticipation of Connie's phone call, Carl was in his car just around the block.

"Great, we'll just have another glass of wine and wait for you to get here!" Connie advised loudly for Shannon's benefit.  Hanging up, Connie reached for the wine bottle and refilled their glasses, then took Shannon by the hand and led her down the hall to the master bedroom to pick out a fancy dress for her modeling 'audition'.  Deep down, Connie felt a bit of remorse at what she was doing to this sweet and innocent beauty, thinking 'Oh, you sweet little thing!  We don't need to find you a fancy dress to wear ……………………cause Carl's more interested in seeing you without any clothes on!'

It was all coming much too quickly for Shannon but her efforts to reason with Connie fell on deaf ears.  Shannon listened as Connie went on and on about how sure she was of her being a 'can't-miss' model, of how much money she could earn and how much fun it would be earning it.  With her car in the shop, generating some quick cash to cover cost of towing and repairs was just what the doctor ordered for Shannon.

Connie sat Shannon down at her vanity table and went to work on her make-up and hair, transforming the unwitting wife into a vixen for Carl's arrival and subsequent test shoot.  Shannon's head was spinning and she tried to focus her thoughts as Connie went on and on about how beautiful she was and how sexy she was.  Then Connie rummaged through Shannon's closet, selecting an outfit for Shannon to wear for the audition and test shoot, knowing that Carl would just love seeing the innocent beauty in the elegant black dress.

Carl's cock lurched in anticipation as Connie met him at the door, stepped aside and presented Shannon.  The young and innocent Mrs. Shannon Cumberland looked totally 'fuckable' after Connie's makeover, getting Carl's cock to tent the front of his pants.  It was all Carl could do to not give in to the animalistic impulse to nail the young beauty right then and there as he took in the lovely beauty's ivory complexion contrasting with her elegant black dress and heels.

Managing to compose himself as he went into his act, Carl reassured the young wife that Connie's assessment of her potential as a model were right on target.  He had a briefcase with him, along with a camera bag, then pulled out a 'modeling contract' for her to sign.  He explained that it was a standard modeling release and Connie chimed in saying that all the models had to sign it before any photos were taken.

Shannon was having a real problem focusing her thoughts, thanks to the drug Connie had slipped into the last glass of wine while doing her make-up.  In fact, she was so groggy that she was all but completely out on her feet.  As Connie shoved a pen into her hand, coaxing her to sign the contract so then they could move on to the test shoot.  Next, Shannon vaguely remembered being led back to the master bedroom and readied for her test shoot by Connie, while Carl fished a camcorder out of his bag and went about setting it up.

Initially, the shoot went a bit slow, with Connie having to assist Shannon with each pose and coaxing her to loosen up and just go with the flow.  Then, with Carl stepping out of the room, Connie was coaxing the drugged young wife that the shoot was almost over as she was undressed and helped into some sexy lingerie for a few shots.  Connie explained that lingerie models earned significantly more money and that Shannon certainly had the body for it.

Saying that she couldn't let the man outside see her dressed in such an intimate garment, much less have him photograph her in the near see-through items, Shannon was told by Connie that "Carl's a professional photographer and he's seen hundreds of women in scantily clad garments!  An besides, he's taken photos of many in the buff!"  In her drugged state, Shannon was unable to collect her thoughts enough to prevent herself from being subjected to the shameless exploitation as she was then positioned in quite seductive poses.

As the drug had her nearly passed out completely, Shannon was vaguely aware that Carl had put down the camera and come over to the bed to adjust her next pose.  Eyelids heavy, Shannon did not realize that Connie now took up the camera while the muscular black man had taken up a position with her on the bed.  Never had she ever felt this way before, feeling a itching heat spreading between her legs, causing her to juice in her panties.  Included in the potent drug was a dash of the highly potent 'Spanish Fly' that would have her in need to have the itch scratched.
 
Running his callused hands over the innocent beauty's soft white skin, Carl knew she was unable to resist at this point as he proceed to spread her legs obscenely apart.  Caressing the panting beauty, he licked her ear and for the camera Carl advised "Oh, Mrs. Cumberland …………………….yer so soft and sexy!  That hubby of yers shouldn't have screwed me over …………………now I's git to return the favor by screwing his precious little angel!"

Then Connie added a few taunts of her own, informing Carl "Pretty little Mrs. Cumberland here is a newlywed and is looking to start a family!  Think you can help he out with that thing jutting out from between your legs?"  Getting between the sexy legs of the succulent beauty, Carl chuckled and quipped "Ya's damned right I's can!  Only too happy oblige!  Oscar here sure ain't shoot'n no blanks!  Yeah, sweetie ……….spread'em wide ……………….cause I's gonna knock ya up good!"

Shannon tossed her head from side to side, trying to comprehend just what was going on.  Everything was so hazy at this point, but there was no mistaken the fact that a strange man ………………….a black man ………………..was trying to put his filthy black penis into her!  Shannon could only make incoherent pleas for the man known as Carl to stop, pleading that she was a married woman and could not be with another man.  But her pleas were totally ignored as the thick cock was rubbing up and down the lips of her juicing cunt.  Soon, in her drug-induced delirium, Shannon's own body began to betray her and her pleas gave way to mewling groans and grunts of lust as Carl leaned his heavy body down onto her, forcing her tight womanhood to spread apart and admit his bloated cockhead.

Pounding and pushing at the broad shoulders of the muscular man hovering above her, Shannon desperately looked to Connie, her supposed friend and pleaded "Connie ……………….Connie …………………help me ………………….help me, pleaseeee!  Please ……………….please ………………….stop him …………………..stop him …………………….don't let him do this to me!  Please ………………pleaseeeeeeeee!"

Though steeled and hardened from being around the block many a time, Connie shuddered in remorse and revulsion for her part in the destruction of this beautiful and innocent young woman.  Having serviced many a 'john' before putting out for Carl, Connie could still remember how difficult it had been to accommodate his thick boner.  "Aieeeeeeeeeeeee ………………….nooooooooooooo ……………………noooo, it's too biggggggggggg!" were the screeching that had goosebumps covering Connie's arms as she watched Carl try to force himself into the young wife.

Adjusting the camcorder, Connie made sure the angle was just right to capture both the beauty's agonized face along with the black cock that was soon to make its disappearing act.  "Argggggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhh ……………………………..ahhhhhhhhhhhh …………………..noooooooooooooo ………………………….nooooooooooooooooo!" came the horrifying screams as the thick bloated cockhead suddenly was enveloped in the beauty's tight pink lips.

Connie watched intently as Carl grasped the petite beauty at her trim hips, then lunged forward, causing the pretty Mrs. Cumberland to screech out "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ………………………..Godddddddd …………………….stop …………………stop …………………..please stoppppppppppppppppppppppppp ……………….you're killing meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!"  Connie shuddered once again, feeling pity for the innocent beauty, knowing the agony that she must now be feeling.

The tight ring of cuntflesh skinning him alive, Carl relished the pain, knowing that the lovely beauty was feeling it even more so.  Fortunate for the 'Spanish Fly' that had the inexperienced beauty juicing heavily, making the fuck slowly turning to that of a well-oiled piston as Carl began to slice in and out of her clasping cunt.  Now her hands were clasping at the back of his neck and her trim sexy legs were on his buttcheeks spurring him into her.

Connie was totally amazed at the working of the new liquid 'Spanish Fly' that had transformed the innocent and naïve young wife into a cock hungry little whore.  With the petite beauty arching up with her dainty feet spurring at Carl's big black butt and pretty toes curled in, anyone seeing the video at this point in time would not believe anything but that the lovely Mrs. Shannon Cumberland was a slut for black cock, especially in which she was now mewling "Mmmmmmm …………………….mmmmmmmmm …………………….oh, yessssssssssssss ……………………………yessssssssssss ………………yesssssssssss!"

The transformation from naïve young wife to a slutty little whore was complete as the beauty clutched desperately at her black lover, desperate for a much needed release.  "Oh ………..…………….ohhhhhhhhhhh ………………………ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh ………….more …………………more ………………faster ………………..faster ………………….fuck me …………………..fuck me ………………………….fuck meeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!  Yes …………………yesssssssssssssss ……………….coming …………………….I'm cummmmingggggggggggggggggggggggggg!"

Connie's jaw dropped wide open as she watched the frenzied mating taking place on the Cumberland's marital bed.  For Connie, in her younger years while growing up she had watched a stallion and a mare mate while visiting her uncle's ranch.  This unwanted breeding of the innocent housewife on her marital bed reminded her to that incident, especially being so similar in the frenzy energy being expended in the wild fuck session.

As the petite ivory body quivered uncontrollably under the muscular black one, Connie observed Carl lunge forward to keep his cock buried fully in the beauty's tight little cunt.  This she observed the muscles of Carl's black butt clench and stiffen, his body going into spasms as he grunted out his lust "Uhhhhhhhhhhhh ……………………………….ah ……………………uggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhh ……………………………….oh, baby ……………………….oh, sweetieeeeeeeeeeeeeeee ………………………oh, yeahhhhh!"

The devious Carl Morton knew that a carefully edited version of the video would convince anyone who viewed it that that the lovely Mrs. Shannon Cumberland had been a very willing lover.  Even more, as the young wife lay passed out after their mind-blowing encounter, Connie had done a terrific zoom job to capture his dwindling but still long and thick black cock exiting her raped cunny.  Then out oozed his potent black seed out of the well-stretched and swollen cunt, down her asscheeks to form a large puddle on the bed.

Shannon barely managed to drag herself out of bed, desperately trying to shake off the effects of the drug enough to shower and douche before John arrived home that night.  Upon her husband's arrival home, John asked her why she seemed so out of it.  Nervously, Shannon explained that she thought she might be coming down with something.  Riddled with shame and revulsion about what had occurred that day, Shannon only hoped that Connie and Carl had had their fun, that it was a one-time thing.

She hoped to put it all behind her, sick to her stomach that she'd posed for the incriminating photos.  Shannon shuddered and cringed at the recollection of the man's course and callused hands on her body, spreading her legs apart so ……………'So he could put his filthy thing in me!'  Still, there was no denying the fact that the man had taken her to unimagined heights of pleasure, giving her an orgasm of such a magnitude that she had never experienced before.  Then Shannon shuddered at the awful thought of the potential consequences from the illicit mating.

Shannon had forgotten all about the contract she'd signed.  For the past six weeks, each day had been one of sheer worry, wondering if the vile man had impregnated her with his baby.  She shuddered, recalling just how he had gloated and taunted her in delight at the vile prospect of 'knocking her up' with his black baby.  Shannon also recalled him saying that John had screwed him and that he was going to screw her in return.  She wanted to ask John if he knew the black man named Carl but dared not, fearing she'd then have to explain what the vile man did to her …………….right on the bed that they shared together!

Then Shannon opened the door, surprised at having an unexpected visit from Connie who was brandishing a copy of the model release and a few incriminating photos.  Memory quickly refreshed as she stared at the top photo showing the thick black cock spearing into her, Shannon felt her stomach lurch in revulsion as she felt violently ill.  She could only listen as Connie explained what was to be expected of her, saying that everything would be fine so long as she played along with Carl's demands.

For John Cumberland, his lovely 24 year-old wife was what made life all worth while for him.  His business dealings, the company, everything seemed so fouled up one way or another.  Only his precious little Shannon made his day, giving him something to look forward to coming home each day.  Now, having been accosted by two hoods when he went to his car, John now found himself in an old warehouse sitting across from the man he had double-crossed.

"I …………………..I ………………..I just need a bit more time to get you the money ………………………I just need some time to get it all together for you!" John stammered, fearing for his life as the ex-con stared him in the eye.  "Money's way overdue, Johnnie boy!  I's was counting on it to live comfortably ever-after out in the jungles of the amazon where no one would be looking for me!  All ya had to do was to wire the money ……………….but ya went and kept it all to yerself!" sneered the ex-con.

John could only sit and listen as the man he had betrayed spoke "Tell ya what Johnnie boy ………………….make ya a proposition …………………….cause I's wanna set up a business back here ……………….but I's needs a good cover ………………….somebody with a good name …………………..like ya to front things fer me!  What'da ya say, Johnnie boy?  Yer good name fer the buck ya owe me!"  Over a barrel, John could only nod, then stammer out "Sure ………..sure ………..whatever you want, Carl!"

"Good!  Here's some papers fer ya to sign ………………..took the liberty of having it prepared ahead of time!  You'll be the front name behind my new venture called 'Fantasy Flicks'!  Gonna make some big bucks with what I's got in mind!  Guys will pay plenty under the table fer something like this ………………………..yeah, guys will pay plenty for a flick that features some nice innocent white babes starring in it ………….watching them being forced to put out fer some big black studs!" Carl advised.

Glancing at the papers, John had no choice but to sign them no matter what they contained, especially since he doubted that he'd be able to come up with the money needed.  'At least this is a way out from getting maimed or killed by his henchmen!' John surmised, though he knew that he was just getting in deeper over his head.  As the big man extended his hand out with a "Let's shake on it, partner!" John swallowed and felt the strong grip of the ex-con that threatened to break his bones.

John was then surprised as his partner in the new venture exclaimed "Now that the paper work's done, time to watch to production of our first flick!  Gonna call it 'White Bitch Pays Hubby's Dues'!"  With Carl advising that they were in a soundproof room with a see-through mirror that they could watch the film production unfold.  A flick of the switch on the wall turned the speakers on, then the room was in darkness as a light in the production room when on.

There holding a production slate was a blonde woman who was smiling in their direction.  Behind the woman was a large bedroom scene with a king-sized bed in it.  "That's Connie who's in charge of recruiting the beauties to star in our flicks!  I's the one who picks out the big black studs to give it to the little sweeties!" Carl advised.  Then Carl went to he microphone and turned it on, telling "Okay Connie, let's bring in the studs fer tonight's show!"

In walked three muscular black men, all in their birthday suits, parading themselves before the mirrored wall.  John's eyes were wide open in seeing the size of each guy's manhood.  'Damn, where'd Carl find these guys?  Shit, each guy must have a foot-long whang on him …………………all fat as a baseball bat!  Jezz, if I had half the size of these guys I'd be happy as hell!' he thought.

With the guys stroking their boners, the gal Connie was seen going off stage as Carl advised "She's going to bring in the beautiful star for our first fuck flick!  Ya's gonna love this little beauty, Johnnie boy!  She's a real sweetie …………………..real innocent ……………..naïve in fact!  Ain't had any man till she got married last year!  Tonight we's gonna change all that ……………………..give her a good gangbang!"

John gasped, heart nearly stopping, upon seeing his beautiful wife reluctantly being led into the room by the gal Connie.  Mouth wide open as he stared ahead, John heard the taunting from the ex-con "Ain't she a purty little thing, Johnnie boy?  Only about twenty-four ……………….about five-three ………………hundred twelve or so …………look at that sparkling diamond ring on her hand ………………………obviously married to some white boy who can give her enough luving, huh!"

Swallowing and panting with fear for his lovely wife, John didn't know what to do or say as the ex-con continued "Tell ya, Johnnie boy, she's one fuck'n sweet piece of ass!  Yeah, man ………………..sampled her myself …………………right on the bed that she shares with that white boy she's married to!  Damn, ya should've hear her squeal when I's stuck it to her ………………..squealed like a stuck pig!  But once she gits going, she really digs a big black cock up that tight little twat of hers!"

While awaiting her dreadful fate in the back room, Shannon had downed the drink that Connie had given her.  Then she had gone and poured herself another and downed it too.  Feeling the warmth spread throughout her body, Shannon felt the heat between her legs as her juices seeped out of her slit to wet the crotchband of her panties.  She knew why she had been brought there, as Connie had blatantly told her she was going to get a good fucking.

Knowing she was going to have to put out, to let another man have her body, deep down Shannon was hoping that it'd be that man Carl again.  But upon entering the production stage, her knees nearly buckled upon seeing three muscular black men awaiting her, each stroking the massive boner between his legs.  Trying to pull away and run, the grip tightened on her arm as a familiar voice came over the microphone and instructed "Okay, sweetie …………………….these big black studs have been gitting ready for you!  Look at the boners they're sporting!  Now let them see the goodies you got from them!"

Blinking back the tears in her eyes, Shannon felt Connie's trim fingers undo the hook at the back of her black dress, then pulled the zipper down the length of her back.  As she reached up to pull the dress off her shoulders, Shannon did not realize that she was putting on a show from more than the cameraman, Connie, and the three black studs.  Behind the mirrored wall watched Carl, his two henchmen, and her very own husband.

John Cumberland could not believe what the ex-con had just told him, that the man had bedded Shannon before this.  Seeing the elegant black dress fall from his wife's shoulders to puddle around her heels, he saw the men's stroking of their cocks speed up some as Shannon stood before them in just a matching pair of lacy black bra and panties, along with her 3" black heels.  'Surely she's not going to submit to them ………………..not all at once!' John told himself.

As he watched his lovely wife slowly undo her lacy black bra to reveal her pink capped breasts, John heard the men giving their approval of the "Ooooo!" and "Oh, baby …………them some sweet little jugs!"  Then her panties fluttered down her legs and around her heels to the men's glowing approval.  It now seemed to John that his innocent young wife no longer wasn't as reluctant as when she was first led into the room.  He watched as Shannon stepped out of her heels and was being led by Connie over to the group of men.

John couldn't believe his eyes as he watched as Connie made the introductions saying "Guys, this is Shannon!  She's here to help pay off her foolish husband's debt!"  John swallowed, knowing that he could do nothing to stop what was happening, that he would be a witness to his wife's defilement as payment for his double-cross.  His jaw dropped wide open as Connie continued on with "Shannon, this is Bill and John!"  With the introduction of the first two men, John observed Connie placing Shannon's hands atop the two men …………………saw his wife's trim white fingers grasp the ebony shafts and being fisting them.

As the third man stepped forward, Connie introduced the man "And this here is Willie!"  With his wife's hands occupied, John saw that Shannon was to greet this man in a totally different way with Connie's hands upon his wife's shoulders and pushing her down to her knees.  This was totally unbelievable for John as his sex-crazed wife's pink tongue darted out to lavishly flick upon the bloated cockhead.  'My God …………………..she's nothing but a fucking little whore!  She's lapping it up ……………………….yet she refused to put her lips on my cock no matter how much I begged her to!' he shuddered.

Head in the hands of the man who's cock she was now sucking upon, Shannon held onto the other two cocks as those men lifted her up into the air and onto the king-sized bed.  Giving the man a blowjob, Shannon felt the man who's cock was held in her left hand slide under her as she guided his boner and rubbed it up and down her dripping slit.  "Mmmmmmmm …………………….mmmmmmmmmmmm!" she moaned around the cock in her mouth as the thick cock slid up into her well-oiled cunny.

Right hand forced off the remaining cock, left hand releasing the one that was now skewering its way up her cunt, her hands now went to the man's hips in front of her as she continued blowing him.  Shannon then trembled with fear upon feeling the man behind her, placing his bloated cockhead up against her ass chute.  Never having it there before, she was deathly afraid of what it would do to her.

The man she was blowing also had great concern, having learned from Carl and Connie that they bet the young beauty never had it up the ass before.  Seeing the nod that Bill gave him, Willie held onto her long silky hair and pulled out from her sucking lips just in time as Bill slammed into her cherry white ass.  "Aieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee  ……………………….noooooooooooooooooooooooo …………………………..stop ……………………..it hurts ………………………….it hurtssssssssssssssssssssssssss!" came the agonized wail.  Only when the beauty meekly whimpered in pain did Willie dare slip his cock back between her sweet lips.

It went on for hours, with each of the men switching positions so that each would have a chance to sample all of Shannon's charms.  Pussy, ass, and lips were all to get a dosage of man cream from each of the black studs.  Passed out from sheer exhaustion and the drugged drink, Shannon did not see the humiliating act that her loving husband was made to perform or have Carl's henchmen break both his arms.  With Carl kneeling over her face, John Cumberland was forced to fish out the man's penis, then made to jerk Carl off till he spewed his gooey seed all over her face.

Though humiliated at having to handle the ex-con's massive black cock, letting him sate his lust by shoot his jizz on Shannon's lovely face, John felt even worse at what he was made to do next.  It was to be his turn at his lovely wife while she was passed out, forced to kiss her sweet pink lips that was now glossed over with a thick layer of man cream.  He could feel the slippery coating of perspiration and cum between their bodies as he fitted himself to her.

He had a hardon as he was about to mount her, though it quickly began to dwindle at the chuckles given by the men watching.  Being half the size of the other men who had just fucked his wife, John felt a bit embarrassed and inadequate.  And then when he entered her slushy cunt, one of the men quipped "Hope ya don't drown in there, sonny boy!"  Indeed, the normally tight fitting at lovemaking was no more as John could only feel the thick wet hot cream in her widened hole.  Humping into her slushy pit, there was no feeling as his cock began to shrink and shrivel, eventually slipping out without an ejaculation.

Hours later, after giving time for Connie to assist Shannon in the messy clean-up and get her back home, John Cumberland drove up into his driveway to park in the garage.  Quietly making his way to the master bedroom, he saw his lovely wife snuggled up under the covers.  Going into the master bath to shower, he was about to put his clothes into the hamper when he saw the familiar black undergarments.  Picking up the pair of lacy black panties, he felt as well as saw the gooey white semen that coated the crotchband.

The next morning, John got up to the smell of bacon and eggs, along with the brewing coffee.  Brushing up, he then went down to the kitchen and got a smile and kiss on the cheek from his lovely wife, just like any other day.  "Sorry I got home later than expected honey!  Got tied up in the business deal I told you about and just couldn't break away to call you!" he advised.  "That's okay, honey!  I was rather caught up in a film myself ……………….not one I'd usually take in ………………a rather risqué one!"
 

End of Story.