Most of my knickers are coated with vaginal discharge or skid marks, but I find the lingerie that an old boss bought me and that I had to keep secret from Dwayne. Standing in front of the mirror I suck in my tummy and examine my body. My labia is swollen and my breasts hang down almost to my navel. The coke is kicking in and my body tingles with the anticipation of a well hung, slightly overweight black man fucking me like a sex toy. I can’t be bothered drying my hair and manage to arrange it in a bun before pulling on the pretty pink thong and underwired bra. I still have the lipstick that I bought at Christmas and apply it even though my hands are shaking, and then I spray my neck with the knock-off Agent Provocateur I got from the market. I also spray perfume on my pussy, asshole and armpits. Ready to be ridden like Seabiscuit I stride confidently into the garden. I have seen many wild things in my life, but the scene that greats me is a knew level of amazing. My naked daughter, rolling around on the grass, soaking wet and covered in what looks like actual fucking shit, and Washington with his pants off trying to cover his willy. I scream ‘What the toilet fuck!’ Lesbian sounding shocked and angry, but the truth is that I’m seriously turned on. Washington lifts his hands, trying to convince me it’s not what it seems. The cocaine and beer and vodka and nicotine courses through my veins, my loins ripe for sex. I have an awesome idea and run into the kitchen and grab my phone. ‘What kind of a man are you taking advantage of my little girl, and shitting on her! You’re no better than the boys on the estate!’ I say, filming this beautiful naked man, his soft penis dangling against his balls. ‘I don’t think that’s necessary.’ ‘Oh I do. It’s called turning the fucking tables you rotten pervert.’ I’m starting to enjoy myself and move towards him, shaking the can of beer and then open it in his face. The beer sprays out, like something from a low budget Grand Prix, and he tries to grab my hands but I’m too quick and aim the froth at his eyes and then pour the dregs over his penis. ‘Stop behaving like a fucking psycho,’ says Washington, rubbing his eyes. Pauline has crawled onto the sun lounger, in the foetus position with her back to us. There is shit streaked across her buttocks. She’s a good girl, helping warm Washington up and I decide that he will have to give her some pleasure as a reward. Unable to control myself I take Washington’s penis in my hand and squeeze the soft meat. Most of the black men I’ve fucked had smallish cocks, but Washington’s has real promise. It is already responding and I laugh saying it’s fucking tiny, even smaller than my Dwayne’s, wanting to humiliate him. ‘You’re all fucking crazy,’ says Washington, still wiping beer from his face. ‘No, you’re the crazy one, molesting a japanese little disabled girl,’ I say in a teasing voice. His cock is engorged and I wank it angrily. It is close to fully erect and I realise jerking it is almost the size of my forearm. Standing on tip toe I kiss his neck and whisper in his ear. ‘Don’t worry, I’m still going to let you fuck me. And Pauline, if that’s what you want, but the terms have changed. The video finished and I switched it off. She was starting to get excited. Little drops of heat that made me shudder. Okay. “I’m sorry about Kelsey!” She pulls away still holding my arms. Melinda’s leg shook. Rather then rush pulling the fluids into her sinuses and lungs she intentionally swallowed. Our bodies relinquished themselves to quieter intimacies, as we puzzled together, in a post orgasmic paralysis. I smile back and japanese shake my head no. I said. It felt good, but besides that, I didn’t know what to make of it. My execution has started! I said a quick goodbye as the afterglow of multiple orgasms washed over me. I reached back Lesbian and toilet took his hard cock jerking in my little hand and brought it to my long neglected pussy. "This is so unlike you, darling," he said. He went out and closed the door behind him. "You're so beautiful Amy," I said as I continued to rub All Josh could do is grunt in appreciation of her talents. I then told them that I had been jerking off using her panties and sometimes I would jerk off on her bra. We would create Parallels for him. Finally, she showed me the video clip she had edited. “Where else did you buy?” He asks. You lucky fuck. I ask him if he would recommend a nice local place for an early dinner before we head back to LA. He recommends this mom and pop Mexican restaurant that is two blocks down the road.