Repaying her husband’s debt
written by:
Chris-t6290

Alex had a thing for gambling. Likewise, Monica, his girlfriend, had a thing for spending his winnings. However, due to an unexpected event in the last game that he bet on, his two worlds - that of his expectant book keeper and his free spending girlfriend - were about to collide—head on!

Days before the ball game, Alex, who was already in the ‘hole' for $3G, assured Monica that he couldn't lose; Cleveland couldn't lose, in point of fact. That said, the odds, being 2 to 1, weren't in his favour but he was undeniably confident. Alex had been a lifelong gambler since he was 13, betting on all manner of games: cards, dice; even the toss of a coin, which in some respects this particular game was. If Cleveland lost, Alex would be down $9G but if they won, as he was well certain they would, he would be even; the $3G he owed Marcus, paid off.

Monica, on the other hand, not being one for numeracy, saw it a different way. Alex would be $3G up, some of which would pay for a slinky black Ralph Lauren dress she had her eyes on. As the days before the game grew shorter and Alex's confidence soared higher, Monica decided to take a gamble of her own, and subsequently bought the dress all the same.

The morning after the game, Alex received the expected phone call from his irate bookie, who wanted to know when he could collect the money Alex now owed him. Trying his best to reason with Marcus, something that was never easy, Monica, full of confidence in Alex, appeared wearing the dress.

"Hi, lover," his girlfriend lilted, as she meandered towards him, moving slinkily, to catch his attention in her new dress.

"I'm on the phone, babe," Alex, sat on a stool, told her.

"Don't you like my new dress," she crooned, moving to in front of him.

"Yes, very nice," Alex rejoined, though hardly taking any notice as he tried to reason with Marcus about paying some of the money he owed back.

"Come on, Alex, I'm feeling so sexy," Monica told him, running her hand over his cock, only to find it soft; no doubt out of concern for what Marcus may do to him - short of breaking his limbs that is.

"No, look, I'm—on—the—phone," he iterated, spelling it out for her and pointing to the receiver as Monica, her back towards him, slithered her body up and down against his.

"Who's that in the background," Marcus asked brusquely, as Alex attempted to avert the attention of his girlfriend.

"Hey, don't be playing with your bitch, man, we're talking money now," Marcus exclaimed, Monica's horniness getting the better of her.

"Yes, yes, it's a nice dress," Alex commended her, as Monica moved the left side of the yolk, to show Alex her breast and aroused nipple before she covered it back up and then moved her hands to her thighs. There, she gestured them around her upper legs and ass, provocatively.

"How much, how much it cost," Alex asked, finally showing her some level of interest.

"Twelve hundred," she intoned.

"Twelve hundred what!" retorted Marcus in Alex's ear. "Yo, you better have my money in the next few..." Marcus said, as Alex shooed Monica away.

"...You know what, I'm going to send someone over to collect my chips," Marcus told him irately, as Monica went off to the lounge with a sexy smile back at Alex.

"Dude, dude, come on. You're not gonna send someone over. It's Sunday for Christ's sake. You want your money, I'll get you your money, it's just gonna take some time, you know that," Alex reasoned with him.

"Oh I'm not. We'll see about that. You hold the phone, right there, you'll see me, mother fucker, right on," Marcus told him, and then ended the call.

Returning to Alex now that he was able to give her his attention, Monica noticed his concerned disposition.

"What's the matter, Alex?" she enquired.

"Hey, baby, I've gotta run out to the ATM for a second," he informed her.

"Okay," she replied, feeling his concern and worry.

"Marcus is coming over. I've gotta have at least a little money for him. I just wish you hadn't let slip about the dress," he rejoined.

"So, we didn't win, then," Monica remarked, her face expressing regret over the dress.

"No, but hey, the dress is fine," he assuaged her.

"Okay then. When you get back, you fuck me in it, right!"

"Sure babe. Will do," Alex, putting on a brave face, replied. "Meanwhile, when Marcus arrives, he'll probably have some friends with him. Just show them in and tell him I won't be long; be hospitable," he elucidated.

"Sure, okay, then," Monica confirmed; whereupon, Alex collected his keys from the side and departed.

Several minutes later, and still feeling horny, Monica answered the ring of the doorbell. "Oh, come in, guys," she welcomed them; five to be exact, each one black.

"So, this is the twelve hundred dress," exclaimed Isaac, as he stepped inside.

"It barely covers her white ass," observed Rufus, noticing from the front the apex of Monica's black panties.

"Yo, Alex," shouted Marcus, having grabbed Monica's left arm; whereupon, he pulled her along with him while Zeak and Ice (named Paul by his parents') entered behind him. "I've got your girlfriend," he called out again.

"Alex, isn't here," Monica informed him, as she was gestured along by her captor.

"Come on out, guy," Marcus bellowed this time, as the others, his crew, made themselves comfortable on the two long sofas.

"I told you; he's not here," Monica iterated, all the while struggling to pull her arm free of her boyfriend's big built bookie.

"Looks as if he's run out," Zeak exclaimed; at which, Marcus paced in front of the longer sofa while he contemplated what to do and dragged poor Monica along with him.

"He's gone to the ATM, he shouldn't be that long," she informed her boyfriend's irate bookie.

"He's gone, or that's what he told you," Marcus exclaimed, turning his attention to Monica for the first time.

"That's what he said, so that's what I know."

"What?" exclaimed Monica, as he looked her up and down.

"So, you paid twelve hundred for this. It's a bit short," Marcus jeered.

"What, you don't like it," exclaimed Monica, as, and with Marcus still grasping her upper arm, she did a twirl for him in it - his crew noticing her black thong even more.

"Yo, Marcus. Take the dress, bro," suggested Ice, with a lecherous grin.

"Don't forget the receipt," Isaac minded him.

Still holding Monica's arm, Rufus directed Zeak and ice to remove the dress from her, Monica's protestations doing little to alter his decision as it was plucked from her body. Hung momentarily over her left arm, the right one moving immediately to cover her ample breasts, the garment was soon fully taken from her.

"Sit down there while we wait for Alex," Marcus told her, pushing Monica in the gap between Isaac and Rufus who moved to the side to give her more room.

With both hands now at her disposal, Monica covered her shapely breasts, unaware as she did so that her panties were the focus of Ice's lascivious attention.

"Yo, Marcus," he exclaimed, directing his gaze from the 46 inch plasma TV to Monica's crotch and in particular the noticeable moist stain.

"Well, well. What do we have here," he mussed, stroking his vaguely stubbled black chin as he glared at the flimsy material covering Monica's apparently moist pussy.

"I can see how to get me another $400," he said, with a wry smile.

"What!" Monica, again naively, exclaimed, only for Marcus to direct Rufus to pull the material to one side.

"What you doing, guy," Monica almost fretted, her mind now torn between covering her breasts and keeping her pussy shielded, but to no avail.

"Shaved, and moist," exclaimed Marcus, as he squatted down to take a closer look - the hands on either side, lifting Monica's thighs up and resting them over that of their own.

"Come on, guys, behave," she protested. "Alex will be back shortly," exclaimed Monica, doing her best to dissuade their carnalistic attention, and in the still horny state that her boyfriend had left her.

"Nine grand is nine grand," Marcus told Monica insistently, before moving his hand towards her crotch, where he felt just how wet the young naked girl was.

"No, don't, guys, I'm horny as it is," she rejoined, Monica letting slip about her present condition, and one that was soon seized upon.

"Looks as if good ol' Alex left her for us to take care of," remarked Isaac, who then took a hold of her left hand and pulled it from her breast, thereby exposing her engorged nipple, one that was surrounded by the dark circle of her areola.

"No, guys, come on," Monica again protested, meanwhile, and surrounded by five black guys, her pussy was becoming ever wetter, especially from Marcus's concentrated attention.

"You all in for this," he said, looking to re-coup the maximum from her. And having each one nodded their approval, Marcus moved closer and had a lick.

"Emn, tastes like money," he exclaimed. Monica stunned speechless, as he took another dip in her pool. As he did, her legs quavered. Not from fear, nor, for that matter, from any remorse at her letting him do so.

Just then, Ice and Zeak unzipped their jeans and soon had their long black flimsy cocks out. Monica, in no doubt as to what was now expected of her as they approached from either side of Marcus.

"There you go, girly, get that down you," Ice gestured, as he prodded his cockhead towards her face.

"Go on, open your mouth, slut," Marcus insisted, this time grabbing her short, shoulder length hair, which caused her to gasp.

"There you go, now stroke Zeak's while big Rufus gets his ready," Marcus jeered.

"You'll come to realise why black dick is the best," exclaimed Ice, as Marcus motioned Monica back and forth on his crew member's long black sceptre.

"Fuck, that's big," she exclaimed, having caught site of Rufus's stump of a cock. ‘Average length it may be but, boy was it dam thick,' Monica realised, as she tried to wrap her hand around the warm black flesh, which she just about managed to stroke.

"Down your throat, now," Rufus urged, as she continued to draw short of taking all of ice's firmed up trouser snake.

Although Zeak's cock was somewhat thick, along with its length, it was nonetheless more manageable within the grasp of her right hand.

"You've got a nice rack," Isaac, knelt behind her, chimed, as he almost mauled them; Monica's erect nipples poking out between the middle fingers of each hand as he did.

"Okay, Zeak, my man, your turn," Marcus cheered, offering the young woman to him as if she were a whore, which, since he and the others agreed to pay Marcus a reasonable sum for using her, Monica as good as was.

"Urmngh," she vociferated, as the thick cock filled her mouth, its owner then cupping the underside of Monica's chin and cheeks, and then drawing her onto it; the head of which, and still with Marcus's encouraging hand and words, ‘suck it, slut,' provoking the head to nudge past the girl's epiglottis.

"Oh yes, it's in her throat," Zeak proclaimed, before guiding Monica back and forth in short fits as he now fucked the head in and out of her receptive oesophagus.

When Zeak did eventually release Monica, it was noticed, to cheers from the others, that strands of her saliva ran from the young woman's lower lip and chin to the withdrawn glans of Zeak's slickly covered sceptre, which stood angled aloft from his groin and heavy black balls.

"Suck that up, girl," urged Marcus, and as she did, Rufus prized her hand from his thickness; Monica reluctant to release his staff, which would, without a doubt, be the next one to infiltrate her mouth, although, because of its average length, not her gullet.

"Owe," exclaimed Monica reticently, as Isaac pulled and pinched her distended nipples - none of them showing the slightest bit of interest in her engorged clit.

"You just going to fuck me, guys," Monica managed to be heard, before Rufus filled her mouth as expected.

"Hurgh," she vociferated, as he worked his thick black cock monster back and forth. Presently finished, which left just Isaac and Marcus himself, saliva drooled from Monica's lip and chin, and in thick globs that soon broke off and landed on her breasts - some catching Isaac's hand in the process.

"Ewe, fuck," he exclaimed, wiping it on her bare back before standing up and in front of her.

"There you go, slut, get that one down you," Isaac cheered, and pretty soon, his black trouser snake was slithering in and out of Monica's receptive throat; her breasts now neglected by his absence.

This time, her saliva was barely noticeable. Then, when Marcus stepped forward, he had a crafty grin on his face. ‘Allow me,' he said, somewhat smugly. And having undone his jeans, he reached inside both them and his pants, and produced the longest and thickest black cock that Monica had seen, and it was still visibly lax. ‘How much bigger is it,' she wondered, once she'd made him hard.

"Come here, closer. I want you to worship it," he told her mordantly, his almost flaccid cock hanging down between his thighs much like a short third leg.

Since it wasn't in an upright position, as where most of his crew's, Monica had to stoop her head and come up from underneath it; whereupon, and having done so, she nonetheless took to Marcus's task quite amiably.

To begin with, Monica extended her warm moist tongue, which she then slithered around the head, before using it to draw the tumescent puffy glans into her mouth. After that, she began a slow slurping action while her tongue continued to twirl aimlessly around the crown; her attentiveness soon encouraging a small amount of pre-cum to ooze free.

It tasted, well, ‘different,' she thought; none of Marcus's other crew having permeated any of their own, while it was noticeably distinct from any she had otherwise had before.

"You're doing a fine job there," Marcus averred, as Monica motioned her tilted back head, along with her lips, up and down below the warm black presence in her mouth.

When she did finally feel it drop into her throat, Monica almost gagged as it began to rapidly stiffen.

"Hurgh," the young woman vociferated, before pulling back, and as she did, Monica once more felt Marcus's hand on her hair.

"Where do you think you're going," exclaimed her would be captor, as he both stopped and motioned her back.

Although being given little choice in the matter, Monica was astute enough of a cocksucker to then place as much of her hand around the hilt as she could, and then draw both her head and Marcus's black stump up, before continuing to fellate him and at a more manageable angle and comfort.

"Oh wow, looks like Alex's lady friend is quite adept," remarked Ice, as Monica motioned both her head and lips back and forth along the entire length of Marcus's long thick cock - save for that which she was maintaining as a buffer, of course. Indeed, Marcus must have been in a world of his own, since he failed to realise what Monica had managed to accomplish.

"You gonna fuck me now, guys," Monica, having finally been released by Marcus, exclaimed.

"Of course we all are, Monica. One way or another, I'm gonna get what Alex owes me," Marcus elucidated; Monica, though, not realising her monetary involvement in the whole issue.

"You going to fuck my tight white ass, too," she intoned; Monica's right hand immediately moving towards her butt, where she flexed her ass cheeks apart for them, before releasing it.

"What about it, guys, another century each, alright," intoned Marcus, which, and with the other $400 and the cost of Monica's dress, would clear $2K from what Alex owed him.

Having his crew immediately agreed, Monica was then pulled up from the floor and subsequently placed on the sofa on her hands and knees; very much the bitch on heat. After that, and in pairs, they took turns filling her mouth and pussy; the one at her head, once more drawing her lips and mouth onto his black sceptre as he fucked her.

"The slut's cunt is nice and tight, Marcus," exclaimed Ice, the first of them to fuck fill it.

Having had his go, Ice then changed places with Isaac; his saliva slick cock, which had just been in her mouth and throat, sliding into Monica's moist pussy with consummate ease.

"Hurm, hurm," she was soon heard to murmur, as they continued to lay their trouser snakes to Alex's lady friend. This time Monica had two thick ones in her; Zeak's additionally long one in her mouth to begin with while Rufus's reamed her somewhat wet sex. Then, as the two black men changed places, Monica urged them to fuck her.

"Looks like she's gagging for it," exclaimed Marcus, his cook hard and angled from his groin as he awaited his turn, next.

Directing Rufus to stay, Marcus instructed Monica to spread her ass cheeks for him.

"Not in my ass, Guy," she managed to murmur, before Rufus once more gagged her mouth with his girth, and at Marcus's insistence.

"You'll get your ass fucked when I'm ready, for now, I want your tight pussy," he told her, and with that, Monica motioned her hands behind her, and acceptably drew apart her buttocks.

"There, that's better, nice and compliant," Marcus uttered, before nudging the turgid head of his long thick cock against her moist opening.

"Tell me, Monica, have you ever had two such cocks inside you." His question suggesting himself and either Zeak or Rufus, who subsequently withdrew himself so that she could reply.

"What do you mean," she exclaimed, as Marcus slithered his sceptre inside her; its length taking some while to presently fill her up, and balls deep with it.

"I mean two cocks in your pussy. You'll like that, I'm sure," intoned Marcus, somewhat gleefully, as he began a steady back and forth rocking action for a short while, only to once more grab up Monica's hair and begin to ride her with powerful thrusting strokes of his black sceptre.

"Hurgh," Monica vociferated, each time his heavy balls slapped against her clit - that being the only attention it had thus far received.

What with the subsequent presence of Rufus in her mouth, a renewed amount of saliva had built up. Consequently, and unable to hold it in as they continued to relentlessly fuck her, it drooled from Monica's lower lip and chin.

"God, what a filthy slut you are," chimed Isaac, stood to her side, just as the stringed mucus dripped onto Monica's breasts before breaking from her lower lip and chin.

"That's alright, you can use it as extra lubrication for when you get two of us in your tight cunt"! exclaimed Marcus, as he continued to spear his cock there for now.

Where Alex had gotten to in the meantime, was far from his girlfriend's mind as she was fucked and pummelled relentlessly by Marcus and his crew.

"Right, let's have the white slut up, then you and Ice can get at her first," said Marcus, as he addressed his attention to Isaac, and then withdrew his slick thick cock from Monica's mouth.

With Ice laid prone on the sofa, Monica was instructed to get over him, and then feed his cock into her ‘cunt', which she did. Upon realising her compliance, Marcus then had her reach behind herself with one hand - the other on Ice's chest - and draw her ass cheek open; Monica's head turned part way back as she did so.

"How is it?" asked Isaac, as he began to genuflect behind her, his long dick poised ready to enter her already filled pussy.

"Not bad," crooned Ice. "There's room for you, though," he informed Isaac, who then moved the glans of his black sceptre to Monica's exposed sex, his cock sliding in with eventual ease.

"Oh fuck, guys," she reacted to the pair of intruders in her cunt, her body soon rocking back on them having reposed her right hand.

"Yo, stay still," Marcus enjoined; after which, they began an alternating yet rhythmical motion - one sliding in as the other drew his back, which created what Monica noticed was a pleasurable fuck.

"Yes, guys, fuck me, fuck me like this," she presently impelled them, doing her best to remain still as her climax gained equal momentum to that of the hardy fuck she was receiving.

"Okay, Rufus, you have ago with the horny slut," intoned Marcus, who then directed Monica to lick and suck Isaac's cock in the meantime.

Admittedly, the additional, new, black dick in her juiced up pussy was thicker than that of the previous one, however, it wasn't as long. That, said, Monica would no doubt have to entertain Zeak's long thick one and Marcus's cock monster.

"Hurmngh," she now vociferated, as three black cocks where laid to her, almost relentlessly; Monica's naked body along with that of the men fucking her, soon exuding a sheen of sweat.

"Fuck, yes, fuck me, fuck me with your black cocks," Alex's horny girlfriend impelled them, before her mouth was filled once more, only this time by Marcus, who had Zeak take Rufus's place.

"There you go, soon this black dick will be in you as well," Marcus jeered, as he once more fucked her mouth and throat before giving way to Rufus.

"Lick my balls," he enjoined, they being covered by the permeation of yet another climax.

Extending her tongue as she got another mouthful of Rufus, Monica managed to flap it about and to his moaned satisfaction.

"The slut does that quite well," crooned Ice, who had an almost ringside view below them.

When it came to Monica receiving Marcus's long thick cock monster, she was, thankfully for her, both wet from yet another satisfied climax and open from the rigorous fuckings she had so far accepted.

"Yeah, that's nice and tight," exclaimed Marcus, as he pushed on and further forwards, his cock slowly sinking into Monica's pervading pussy, the secretions of which eased its progress as he presently filled the young woman up with his long thick black trouser snake.

"Fuck, guy, take it easy," Monica uttered, her hand once more on her ass cheek.

"I think I'll try her nice tight ass next," crooned Marcus, as he slowly drew himself part way back, and then slid his thick length forwards.

"You like that, like having two black dicks in your tight white pussy," proclaimed Marcus, above her, as his hips flexed forwards and back.

"Fuck, yes, emmn, fuck me, fuck me with your black dick," she rejoined enthusedly; her body reacting equally, since Ice, below her, remained calm, by rocking back and forth.

"You're gonna suck my black cock first, mind," Marcus informed her, his hands, now at her hips, motioning her stretched pussy hole onto his thick shaft with a degree of zeal, the like of which soon had Monica cumming.

"There you go, feast on that," Marcus enjoined, and while Monica submissively licked and then sucked Marcus's cock monster, Ice contentedly fucked her open pussy.

"You quite like that, don't you," remarked Marcus, of the young woman knelt before and below him, acceptedly enjoying the taste of her own pussy juice.

"Hurmngh," she managed to vociferate, considering it was poised at, but not in her throat.

"Why don't you take her with you," trilled Ice, he, what with him being the one below Monica, not yet having had her suck his black dick.

"If Alex doesn't come across with some of what he owes me, I just may have to," exclaimed Marcus, who then slowly withdrew himself from Monica's almost clinging lips. Was she enjoying his black dick that much, or was she attempting to forestall the ass reaming she was about to get from him.

"There's one more," Marcus enjoined, directing Monica, who's hair he again grasped, up from Ice and then back over him with her mouth.

Knelt as she was, on all fours and inviting, Rufus moved his hands to her buttocks, and then drew them apart. Just as he had, Marcus directed the turgid head of his black sceptre towards Monica's no doubt tender tight anus and slowly pierced the puckered opening.

"Hurmngh," Monica responded, with a muffled cry - Marcus's firm right hand working her mouth and lips up and down Ice's shaft as he levered even more of his thick blackness into her tight backside.

"She takes that quite well," exclaimed Rufus, his hands pushing Monica's ass cheeks back, almost to their limit, so that she could adequately accommodate the thick black dick that was slowly but surely intruding of her asshole.

"Fuck!" she exclaimed, having Marcus drawn her from Ice's saliva slick sceptre.

Gasping profusely thereafter, as she did her best to accept the almost intrusive thick black meat inside her anus, Monica found her breath being drawn from her as Marcus persisted.

"Fuck, guy," Monica cried, when she finally, once more, found her voice.

"I think she likes having her ass full of black dick," regaled Isaac, no doubt voicing a subtle request to be where Marcus was, next.

"You're going to suck the dicks from your ass, as well," intoned Marcus, sincerely and insistently, as he set about giving her ‘backdoor' a firm steady reaming.

"Fuck, guy, fuck me, come on, fuck my ass," Monica, having subsequently become accustomed to his cock, impelled.

"The white slut definitely likes it," regaled Ice, a realisation etched on Monica's face as Marcus drove his thick black sceptre back and forth, in and out of the young woman's tight little asshole.

Having taken his cock from her, Marcus directed Ice and Rufus to change around, only with Rufus sat down. He then had Monica get over him; facing the back and with his cock once more in her pussy, albeit from a frontal angle.

"Okay," Marcus pondered, before inviting Isaac to give Monica's exposed anus a drilling. And while the pair got on with that, and having noticed that the back of the sofa was at a moderate height, Marcus made his way around to the rear, and soon had the white slut licking and then sucking his engorged shaft, and seemingly enjoying the taste of her ass and pussy juice.

On and on it went, Monica being used, almost, in part payment for her boyfriend Alex's debt. The sweat on both her and their bodies had by now formed into beads, which dripped like morning dew and presently formed a pool in the small of Monica's back.

Every so often she would emit a muffled cry. Even so, it was not clear if the young Monica was vociferating pleasure or disquiet, at having her ass relentlessly screwed by Marcus and three of his crew; Rufus content to be in her sopping pussy as the others laid their various sized sceptres to her.

"Alex is sure taking his time," remarked Rufus, having consulted the lounge clock.

"Okay, let Rufus have a poke around now, then we best be off. I'll settle up with Alex, one way or another," exclaimed Marcus proudly.

Having Zeak withdrawn himself in response to Marcus's indication, Monica was directed to get up, followed by Rufus. She was then made to slump down, with her butt part way over the front of the sofa's cushion and her upper body curved against the low part of the backrest. Marcus then had Monica draw her legs up and out, and place her arms so that her elbows where tucked into the back of her knees while each hand cupped an ankle.

Almost knelt down, Rufus's groin, and with it his cock, was at a perfect level with that of Monica's well fucked and inviting asshole, which his dark meat slipped into with subsequent ease.

"Yes, fuck, guy, fuck my ass, fuck my ass good," Monica, now with her mouth otherwise devoid of cock - black cock - impelled unashamedly.

Moments later, and with Rufus still fuck filling Monica's white ass with his ample black dick, it wasn't long before Marcus decidedly gave up on waiting for Alex. "She looks ready for some black cum juice, guys," he proclaimed, and directed Ice to fill her mouth.

"There you go, you lovely white slut, suck on that," he insisted, as he fed her his long black sceptre for the last time, eventually shooting the first emission of his hot creamy load into Monica's mouth, before withdrawing himself from her and enough to cover her face with the following jettisons; some of which landed in her hair.

After that, Marcus then had Isaac and Zeak do likewise; Isaac covering her breasts in addition to that of her face, which is where Zeak deposited the remainder of his before he, as with the previous pair, directed Alex's girlfriend to suck his cock dry.

Stood over her, Marcus once more had Monica somewhat idolise his cock. Even though it was both pliable and hard, he nonetheless had to direct it down and towards her.

"There you go, suck on that," he enjoined; whereupon, Monica again raised herself up and licked the head of the turgid cock above her before encompassing it with her lips and fondly sucking it.

"Yeah, there you go," rejoiced Marcus, as he fed ever more of his black cock into Monica's throat; after which, he slowly fucked the head in and out of her larynx, and then pulled it back in time to fill her mouth full of his hot creamy spunk before he too spattered her face with the remainder.

"Oh yeah, I'm sure Alex would enjoy seeing that," remarked Ice of Monica's cum covered face, and with Rufus yet to add his to the now cool creamy cocktail.

"Your turn, Rufus," they all cheered encouragingly.

Far from needing any, Rufus withdrew his black mamba from Monica's well reamed and open backside. He then stood up and, with his cock in his hand, directed it towards Monica, who immediately unpursed her lips in readiness to suck it. As the young woman did, she caught the first eruption of Rufus's hot cum, which landed on her tongue. Just then, Rufus motioned the advancing Monica back, with his left hand on her forehead. As he did, Rufus continued to fire his spunk juice up into the air.

"Oh yeah, look at the big guy go," exclaimed Isaac. Although Rufus may not be big, as far as his cock went, he was nevertheless quite muscular.

Having finished, the men tidied themselves up, Marcus informing Monica to impress upon her boyfriend the need to settle his debt before leaving her to face him as she was.

Then, just as they were leaving, Alex finally made an appearance.

"I've got your money, well, part of it, three grand," he told Marcus, as he nervously handed it over.

"Okay, well, with this and what we got from your bitch," intoned Marcus, as he took the money, which he gave to Rufus to check and gestured the dress, "you've got a week to come up with the rest, or we'll be back and take the slut whore with us. Now, out of my way, Alex," Marcus warned him.

"Okay, sure," Alex rejoined, and stepped aside. As they brushed past him, both Zeak and Ice gave Alex a hardy nudge and a mordant glare.

Monica, somewhat exhausted from her black cock ordeal, was still lounged on the sofa, her face covered in a combination of caked cold and cooling cum.

"Monica," called out Alex.

"Here," she pitifully replied.

"You gave them the dress, then," he intoned, as he made his way towards where her voice had rung from.

"Yes, and..." was all she managed to get out, before Alex, stopped in his tracks by the spectacle before him, exclaimed: "What the fuck!"