Message-ID: <36726asstr$1023358203@assm.asstr-mirror.org> Return-Path: From: tslat@att.net X-Original-Message-ID: <20020606003130.ILGZ13408.mtiwmhc22.worldnet.att.net@webmail.worldnet.att.net> X-ASSTR-Original-Date: Thu, 06 Jun 2002 00:31:30 +0000 Subject: {ASSM} Bar 69 4/3 {by Nudemodel} (M,F interr oral anal exhib humil rimming true) X-Original-Subject: story title: On-Camera After Bar 69 Date: Thu, 6 Jun 2002 06:10:03 -0400 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation X-Story-Submission: X-Moderator-ID: gill-bates, dennyw <1st attachment, "camerabar69.doc" begin> {ASS} Bar 69 4/3 {by Nudemodel} (M,F interr oral anal exhib humil rimming true) On-Camera After Bar 69 is the third story in a series of four. It is a fictionalized story of an American white male nude art model, Tom, from Cleveland finds job as a naked sex-model and publicly engages in sex and mutual rimming with a naked Ukrainian female, Marina, on-camera in a porn video in Nuremberg, Germany. Wealthy Afro-Caribbean people who have paid to use these two filthy pieces-of-ass as their white asshole-licking whores in a dirty black-on-white sex party afterwards observe the making of the video. While it is drawn from experience, characters, situations, and places have been changed and rendered completely fictional. If you might be offended by descriptions of nudity, public nudity, public sex, nude models, sex-models, fellatio, cunnilingus, anilingus, interracial sex, black-on-white sexual humiliation, please read another story. . ON-CAMERA AFTER BAR 69 By Nudemodel Susan, a small shapely twenty-something young black woman with dyed-blond hair, had been a student in art classes in Cleveland where I had modeled nude. She always had a wry grin for me. After she had seen me as a naked live-sex-show piece-of-ass in a couple joints in Hamburg, she grinned and flatly told me I was a slut. Now we had gone, separately, from Hamburg to Nuremberg. It was a summer morning and already hot. Knowing that she would be there waiting to watch me strip naked and perform sex-acts on-camera for a commercial porn video, I crossed the cobblestone street. The joint specialized in interracial porn, but they did not limit themselves to it. The owners were several black Americans from New York. On the outside, the place looked like an average sleazy American porn video arcade. Garish neon signs invited customers. But it was Germany, and everyone could see color photographs advertising their currently appearing naked sex-models on a bulletin board outside. They had standardized them. All their sex-models had been photographed from behind and below while their hands and knees totally naked on the edge of their small stage. Anyone on the sidewalk could see these photographs of their naked sex-models. Like all of the other sex-models, naked Marina and I had been captured with our bare behinds toward the camera and our legs spread sluttishly wide apart to flaunt our asses, assholes, and sex-organs. All the other sex-models, as well as Marina and me, could be seen looking back toward the camera to divulge our facial identities along with our bare asses, assholes, and sex-organs. Unlike the other photos, the ones of Marina and me were clearer and more professional looking. Susan had taken those photographs. Visible on a lobby bulletin board to anyone walking up to the glass entrance were large 30 cm by 40cm (10 inch by 12 inch) color photographs of naked sex-models engaging in sex-acts. Since Marina I had already made porn videos over the previous two days, there were photos of us. There were three photographs of Marina giving a naked black Nigerian male a rim job. She and the black male had performed that sex-act in several positions over the length of the porn video. But the advertising photographs only showed the position where he was lying on his back while holding his dark ebony legs back over his body with his arms clasped under his bent knees. Blond and blue-eyed Marina lay on her stomach on the turntable. The first photo was a close-up that showed her white face buried deeply into his crotch. Black flesh of his ass surrounded the lower half of her white face while she clearly strained her neck muscles to force her tongue into his asshole. The close-up photo next to it showed her face under his stiffening large black penis and hairy balls and pressed against his beefy black ass. Her tongue was stuck way out onto his asshole and her face was tilted so that he facial identity was quite plain. I knew from experience that the saliva-wetness glistening all around her mouth, on his asshole, and on his ass-flesh between his black buttocks was from having her face squashed deep into his ass while licking his asshole and sticking her tongue into it for about two minutes. A wide shot showed all of their naked bodies in the same position. Her tongue licking tongue had slipped to a new spot on his saliva-wet asshole, and both of their facial identities were clear. Beside these were three photographs of me giving a naked black girl named Angela a rim-job. In both photographs Angela and I were on our hands and knees, with me behind her shapely bare black buttocks. The first photograph was a close-up showing my white face squashed into her black ass. It had been taken while I was forcing my tongue into her asshole. Looking at it, I could clearly remember the squishy feel of her soft saliva-wet ass-flesh against my facial cheeks and chin and the hard feel of her asshole against my tongue. The second photograph also showed a close-up of her bare black ass and my white face. My tongue was stuck way out and in contact with her asshole while my face was tilted to the side to clearly reveal my facial identity. Saliva wetness glistened all around my mouth, cheeks, and chin and between her black buttocks because when the photograph was taken, I had been licking her asshole and sticking my tongue deep into it for about two minutes. The other photo was a wide shot of both of our bare bodies. My licking tongue had slipped to a slightly different place on her saliva-wet asshole. She was looking back and ginning at me, and both of our facial identities were quite clear. Susan had also taken those four photographs of Marina and me, and they were better quality, also. Farther inside were video booths offering a minute of watching two or more naked porno models engaging in sex-acts for a one-mark coin. And there was a video-projection theater with porno movies of the same for three marks. But the joint also had a live-nude-girl peepshow. Moreover, to work in the peepshow, the females had to agree to make at least three hardcore porn videos in their basement smut-video studio. These porn videos were shown in their booths and in their porn theaters all over Germany. Many of the nude female dancers stripped and did it with their boyfriends. Others did it with their pimps. But understandably, boyfriends or pimps often refused to go naked on-camera as pieces-of-ass for spectator sport. Then the management had a small stable of males, or would get a willing male customer. The basement porn studio had been constructed solely to produce porn videos. It had a small ten-foot-by-twelve-foot stage about two feet above the floor. Centered on it was an eight-foot-diameter blue-rug-covered turntable. Unlike the constantly turning turntable in the live-sex-show, this one rotated only when the camera person decided to press a button and turn us naked sex-models to a new angle on our faces, naked bodies, sex-organs, bare asses, or sex-acts. He or she would press this button beside the video camera and rotate the turntable to capture a new angle on us porno models. Camera people would also use the video camera zoom to get wide shots of our whole naked bodies or close-ups of our faces, sex-organs, asses, assholes, or mouths engaging in oral sex. Creating a porn video was a piece of cake for the camera person. We naked porno models did everything. All that the camera person had to do was rotate us to whatever angle he or she wanted on our flesh, faces, sex-organs, or sex-acts and zoom in or out on us. The camera person sat on a stool and hardly moved through the whole half-hour-to-forty-five minute videotaping session. Then the porn-video makers would make a couple hundred copies of the tape and immediately use a half-dozen of them in the theater and video booths upstairs. They sent the other copies out to be similarly used in their other smut emporiums scattered around northern Europe. Susan had been enjoying her summer as a young black woman in Germany. Officially, she was supposed to be studying art and photography. But Carlotta, a thirty-something black female videographer from Paris, and before that, Haiti, had invited her to a porn shooting. Carlotta knew that Susan had seen Marina and me stripped naked on top of a bar counter in Hamburg and publicly engaging in oral sex in a sixty-nine position. Susan had snickered and sneered when I had done rim jobs on Marina's anus for her and other customers' entertainment. She had also seen me licking the anus of a pretty young black slut named Angela and engaging in other sex-acts with her in a peepshow almost next door to the bar. Angela and I had made a dirty video the previous day. There had been a slight scene when the black whore refused to lick my anus on-camera. She had done it a couple times in the peepshow. But she refused to be videotaped and photographed doing what she called the dirty degrading sex-act. But I had no qualms about being videotaped and photographed rimming her black asshole. They did not anticipate the same problem with Marina. She had licked the black Nigerian's asshole on-camera the previous day. In using, Marina, a blond white Ukrainian, and me, a white American, Carlotta was temporarily backing out of the interracial theme. But it was because a group of rich blacks she had met had paid her the Deutschmark equivalent of about two hundred dollars to watch two naked whites licking each other's assholes on-camera and then play with us at a party later at their rented villa. Marina and I would each get twenty dollars in addition to our porn pay. The elderly lady at the change booth saw me, recognized me, and pressed a button that sounded a buzzer in the basement studio to let them know I was on my way down. I went down. A dozen bright spotlights mounted on the ceiling and on tripods were meant to illuminate up the naked flesh of us porno models. But for the moment they only brightly lit the blue rug of the turntable and the gray vinyl of the stage surface surrounding it. Behind the stage on the wall was a sparkle-painted sign that advertised the porn corporation. Two couches, three easy chairs, and several steel folding chairs faced the porn stage, enough seating for a dozen spectators. Carlotta had told me that they always had about five to fifteen paying spectators. The ones who would watch Marina and me had not yet arrived. Marina was already naked. Her shorts, tanktop, and sandals were on one of two folding metal chair against the wall. That was all she had worn. Carlotta wore blue jeans, a thin black tanktop revealing that she felt her almost breasts required no bra, and white sneakers. Bit if she had almost flat breasts, she had a sizable shapely ass the fit tightly into her jeans. Around her neck was a silver jewelry chain that held a large chromium cross, as if to keep Dracula at bay. Her long straight black hair fell way below her shoulders. She had slightly rich smooth ebony skin, round brown eyes accented by heavy blue eye shadow and thick mascara, and a perpetual impish grin on her lips, accented by thick deep red lipstick. She perpetually had a self-important catty air about her. "Well, glad to see my filthy male piece-of-ass is finally here," she told me. "Get naked, Tom." Near her was a fifty-something blond blue-eyed German manager in a black sweatshirt named Fritz. Naked Marina remained kneeling behind him as he began to pull up his gray rumpled slacks. I could see, from the saliva wetness all around her mouth, that she had withdrawn her face from between his buttocks where she had been licking his asshole. As I stepped out of my shorts, tee shirt, and shower sandals, Marina shot me a sheepish smile that called attention to the saliva wetness around her mouth. I laid my cloths on the other of the two folding chairs. Fritz had already gotten his kicks with Marina. I knew that I had to lick Carlotta's asshole. She cattily sidled up to me, placed her hand around my penis and testicles, and manipulated them while grinning predatorily at me. "Lick my asshole, Tom," she told me with a contemptuous sneer. While Marina and Fritz looked on, she slipped down her expensive designer blue jeans and panties. I knelt behind her, and she backed her bare black ass into my face. My eyelids instinctively closed as her soft cool ass flesh surrounded my face. I slipped out my tongue and licked around the hard flesh of her asshole. Then I forced my tongue in and out of it. After a minute or two, Carlotta was satisfied. She stepped forward and pulled up her panties and jeans. I stood up, aware that, like Marina, there was a saliva wetness all around by lower face. Carlotta shot me a smug grin just as the door opened. It was Susan. She looked over naked Marina and me with a wide grin. Marina was a mildly plump blond blue-eyed Ukrainian in her mid-thirties with slightly sagging breasts and large auburn nipples. She had a roundish face and an arrogant-looking upturned nose. She wore light makeup, including faint blue eye shadow and light mascara that brought out her pale blue eyes, and blue nail polish. It accented her stark nakedness. I was a graying brown-haired fifty-something American. I had been a nude model for college art classes in Cleveland. Susan, an art student, had seen me naked there. She and the other invited sex-party guests had also seen me naked in live-sex-shows in Hamburg. She had remarked about my pot belly in both art classes and at the live-sex-shows. The pubic hair around my dangling cock and balls was, like my eyes, brown. Susan had said that she noticed my moderately long narrow nose mostly because she saw it pressed into flesh between buttocks and into pussies. Susan wore a light-green summer dress with darker green flower patterns that contrasted with her ebony skin and made her seem like a free spirit of the summer air. She got there just as Carlotta was buckling the belt of her jeans. Susan could see the saliva-wetness around Marina's and my mouths and knew what we had been doing. She grinned knowingly while looking pointedly at our lower faces, but she said nothing. "You coming to the party, too?" naked Marina asked Susan. "Yeah, but I'll be a dressed partygoer, and you and Tom will be our naked whores," Susan said nicely, but with a touch of mocking us. Carlotta, Susan, Marina and I knew that the group of blacks had procured Marina and me specifically as naked white whores for their party. The other guests began clamoring down the stairs. They were all rich black tourists from the Bahamas, Jamaica, and Haiti, three classy-dressed black women and four neatly dressed black men ranging from in their late teens to their late thirties. Most of them carried either still or video cameras. They all looked over naked Marina and me standing near the sex-stage. We were their naked asshole-licking pieces-of-ass. "Those two are our filthy white whores," one of the black men announced to the others. Some leered with contemptuous sneers, some with heckling smirks, some with mocking grins. Two of the black women giggled at our nakedness and what they would use us for. Several took out their cameras and shot pictures or videotape of our naked bodies. It was hot, even in the basement porn studio and we were all sweating. Unlike the people with sweat-absorbing clothes on, naked Marina and I just sweated. Sweat glistened in tiny beads and sometimes ran down our bare white flesh. "These our two naked white bitches for the party?" an eighteen-year-old sexy snobbish black girl in a red dress asked in a slight French accent, revealing she was one of the rich Haitians. "These are your two white asshole-licking filthy pieces-of-ass, Marina and Tom," Carlotta introduced us. "Hi Marina and Tom," she and the guests said in taunting tones while making points of looking at our genitals. Marina and I weakly waved back and mumbled, "Hi." "Nice asshole-licking pictures of you two white whores in the lobby," one of the older black guys snidely commented with a grin. "We all saw both of the black asshole-licking videos you whities made," another black guy informed Marina and me in a Caribbean English accent. The group of black spectators could see the glistening wetness smeared around Marina's and my mouths, chins, and cheeks. "Your faces are wet. Did you sluts just finish giving rim jobs?" a thirty-something black woman asked with a French accent that betrayed she was from Haiti. A solicitous glance at my penis and an added taunting wink and sneer at me advised me that she would definitely be using me as her white asshole-licking whore. "Yeah," Marina answered lethargically for me. The spectators shared dirty grins with the others. Carlotta laid several forms and two pens on the stage. "Model releases," she told Marina and me. One for us and one for Susan and each of the guests, too. "We're going to get some pictures of you two dirty sluts licking each other's assholes here and maybe some more at the party." an eighteen-year-old blond-haired young black woman spectator said. Marina and I started to sign the fourteen model release forms. A black guy began feeling Marina's bare ass while she signed. Marina paid no attention to it. The blond-haired black girl felt my bare ass. I pretended to pay no attention to it. Carlotta picked up the forms, handed one to Fritz, and one to each of the others, including Susan. "Okay, you're free to take all the pictures and videos of these naked bitches that you want," she told them. "And to show them and sell them to anyone." They filled in their individual names as photographers and witnessed the forms for each other. They finished and put the signed forms in a briefcase that one of the black men was carrying. The black girl with the blond hair who had been feeling my ass stepped back into the group. A different black guy was now feeling around Marina's ass. The black Haitian girl in the red dress stepped up to me and winked as she wrapped her ebony hand around my cock and balls. "Tom, I'm Monique," she told me with a slight French accent. "We drew straws. I get to use you as my asshole-licking whore first." "Okay," I told her. She shot me a dirty grin betraying a touch of relief. Her saucy crudeness had drawn no sign or sound of disapproval, not from me nor anyone else. "I'm also going to fuck you in the ass with a dildo and then make you suck it after it comes out of your asshole," she told me with a grin while studying my expression. She gave my balls and cock a quick squeeze to emphasize her proposition. Two weeks earlier a Korean couple had procured me as their whore after a sex-show in the peep-show joint. While he watched, she had fucked me in the ass with a white plastic dildo. Then she made me suck it after it came out of my asshole. So it would not be the first time. "Okay," I told Monique. "See you later, bitch," she grinned dirtily. She gave my balls and cock a squeeze and then let go and sauntered jauntily back to the others. Carlotta shot Marina and me a contemptuous sneer and gave Susan an amused wink. "Well, our fine filthy pieces-of-ass are getting weary of waiting for their smut to be recorded on-camera," she said toward the group of blacks. "Sit down, relax, and enjoy watching your naked filthy white whores in action." "Thanks, Carlotta," Susan and some of the others said and headed for the chairs and sofas. As they sat down, we looked toward them and waved weakly. Virtually all of them were videotaping or photographing us. Naked Marina and I glanced sheepishly at each other, but said nothing. We both realized that as far as Susan, the spectators, and Carlotta and Fritz were concerned, we were porno meat. As it turned out, all of the black spectators continued to shoot their own videos and take their own photographs of naked Marina and me throughout our sex-performance. Marina and I were uneducated and probably a little stupid compared with them, but average. Now naked in front of them, I felt a little like a prostitute waiting and willing to degrade myself on-camera in front of them. It was the waiting and standing there. When we were on stage and engaging in sex acts, we were occupied and did not think about it. I could see them looking over our bare asses as we headed for the small sex-stage. As we stepped up on it, they rather clearly checked out our anuses and genitals as seen from behind and under our bare asses. Carlotta had already told Susan and the others that the studio always began its videotapings with the "pieces-of-ass" naked and facing the camera. Marina and I of course knew it from making porn movies on it over the last few days. "Sometimes our naked pieces-of-ass sit against the back of the stage," Carlotta told the others. "Most often we make the sluts stand on the turntable. This gives the camera person an opportunity to rotate our sluts' flesh, facial identities, sex organs, and bare asses around in front of the camera like naked pigs on a spit for complete porn viewer inspection." Marina and I went and stood in the center of the turntable. Carlotta stood by the video camera and pressed a button to rotate our naked bodies around in front of its lens. We just stared indifferently straight ahead. "I'll be back later," Fritz said. Carlotta shrugged that she did not mind. He headed for the door, turned and ogled naked Marina and me on the turntable for a couple seconds, and went out. "Okay, bitches. Down on your hands and knees. Which one of you wants to lick asshole first?" Carlotta asked us. She turned to the comfortably seated spectators. "The sound is on and recording me, making my defilement of these two naked bitches both visual and auditory." "I'll do it," I volunteered. Marina got on her hands and knees. While she grinned dirtily back at me, I got on my hands and knees behind her. I wanted to have something to do, so I wasted no time. I kissed the cheeks of her ass with a flair for showmanship. Then I pressed my face between her round fleshy buttocks, got my mouth on her asshole, slipped my tongue out, and began licking around it. My oral activity in her ass generated a flow of saliva. I sounded obscene gulping it while grunting and licking between her buttocks. I also had to breathe, and to do this, I obscenely sucked in and puffed out air against the flesh of her ass. As my face rubbed between her buttocks, my saliva smeared on both the flesh in the cleft of her ass and all over my lower face. Carlotta pressed a button and rotated the turntable so that Marina and I were at a forty-five-degree angle to the camera. Then she zoomed in on Marina's bare ass and my face licking anal flesh. "He's not only a degraded dirty asshole-licking slut, he likes being one," Carlotta spoke into the microphone and told the others and the later wider porn audience. I tilted my head to the side so my facial identity could be clearly seen and stuck my tongue out farther and licked anal flesh for its obscene visual effect. I could see Carlotta watching me with a contemptuous sneer. She just let me do it. I pressed his face into Marina's ass and forced his tongue into her asshole. Then I licked around it again. The spectators were quietly taking it in. In the quiet of the smut studio, there was only the faint humming sound of the video camera and my obscene asshole-licking sounds. Carlotta rotated the turntable to get maximized angles on the sex-act and Marina and me. When my ass was toward Susan a couple times, I looked back to see her scrutinizing my bare buttocks, anus, and dangling cock and balls between my bare thighs. She had seen me naked and posing in art courses. And she had seen me naked and licking assholes on the bar counter and in the peepshow. But she seemed to get a slight additional thrill from seeing a dirty naked male slut lick a naked bitch's asshole on-camera. "Okay, bitches," Carlotta told us. "Change places." Naked Marina and I crawled clumsily and lewdly around on the blue rug of the turntable until we were again in tandem, this time with her in back of my bare ass. She, like I had, kissed my ass before pressing her face between my bare buttocks. When I felt her slick moist silky tongue on my anal flesh, I turned my head and grinned dirtily at her. She pretended to ignore it and licked around my asshole. Like I had done, she stuck her tongue far out and turned her head so the camera could capture her facial identity while she licked my asshole. "Aren't these really filthy pieces-of-ass?" Carlotta asked. Marina obscenely grunted, gulped, sucked and puffed air to breathe in my ass. Like I had, she seemed to be getting a thrill out of being naked and performing the dirty degrading sex-act on-camera. Her oral activity on my anus was turning me on. I felt my phallus stiffening. "Tom, eat her pussy," Carlotta told me. She turned to the others. "I have to keep my naked male bitches sexually interested and active while the half-hour videotape plays out, and want this piece-of-ass to cool down so he won't ejaculate before the end of the video." Marina stood up, planted her legs apart, and gave me a dirty grin. She got a kick out of forcing me to kneel in front of her with my face in her crotch on-camera and in front of spectators. We were both public and pornographic pieces-of-ass, but we got kicks out of debauching each other. I ignored her sneer and knelt between her legs. I pressed my mouth into the split of her cunt, and began licking it. She reacted with a sexual moan and spasm. She squirmed her cunt on my mouth and face. I actively licked in it and around her clit to gratify her sexual cravings. She groaned, gasped, and sighed while she squished her cunt onto my mouth and smeared her cunt juices around to give me a facial. The video camera kept recording us performing the sex-act. Carlotta zoomed in on it, zoomed back out to capture our whole bare bodies engaging in it, focused on Marina's facial expressions, focused on her cunt and my face in it, and rotated the turntable several times to get good angles on us and our public sex-act. I saw her glance at Susan several times and mockingly smile or contemptuously sneer as seemed appropriate. But mostly she concentrated on getting a good dirty porn video out of us two pieces-of-ass. Marina's back arched. She squashed her cunt firmly into my face and squished it around. She groaned a great sexual sigh as she squeezed my head between her thighs. Carlotta shot me a grin as Marina relaxed from her female orgasm, she reached down, and gently pushed my snatch-scented face out of her cunt. "Suck his cock, whore," Carlotta told her. Marina and I scrambled somewhat awkwardly in their nakedness on the turntable. I stood up. Marina knelt down in front of me and ignored me grinning down at her. She licked my dangling limp phallus to lubricate it. Then she inserted it into her cute mouth. Her oral cavity became a sex-organ as my dong slipped in and out with her lips wrapped around it. It stiffened in her mouth, and the naked cocksucking bitch more actively sucked my cock on-camera while Carlotta, Susan, and the other spectators watched. Her blond hair flopped gently as her head bobbed to gratify my male sexuality. She closed her blue eyes as if to block out Carlotta and the dozen black Caribbean spectators savoring her debasement in front of them and the capturing video camera. But she may have savored the feel and flavor of the stiff phallus in her mouth and going down her throat. After about a half minute, Carlotta saw me close my eyes and begin to breathe heavily. There was a lot of blank videotape left to fill before she wanted me to ejaculate into Marina's mouth or give her a messy cum facial. "Tom, lick her asshole, again," she told me. She turned to the others. "The piece-of-ass was going to cum. And I don't want that because I have a lot of minutes of videotape to fill." Marina knew what to do. To put some variety into the video, she lay on her stomach on the turntable. I got on my knees between her legs. The day before, when I was making the video with Angela, Carlotta and Fritz had told me to keep my ass high in the air while I licked between her buttocks. I knew it was so the camera could degradingly capture my bare ass, asshole, and dangling sex-organs. So I knew what to do this time. I bent over and pressed my face into the divide between Marina's buttocks while at the same time keeping my own bare ass high in the air. Carlotta turned the turntable so my ass was toward Susan and the other spectators. And they amused themselves studying my bare ass, asshole, and hanging cock and hairy balls for about a half minute until she turned Marina and me to a new camera angle. It went on like that for over a half hour. Marina sucked my cock four more times. I ate Marina's pussy five more times. Marina licked my asshole two more times. I licked Marina's asshole three more times. Then I ejaculated onto naked Marina's face, and it was over. Carlotta turned off the video camera. While cameras clicked and home video cameras hummed on us, Marina and I climbed clumsily down from the sex-stage. We grinned sheepishly at Carlotta, Susan, and the other spectators. Carlotta placed her hand on my bare ass and tauntingly felt around it. One of the black guys was feeling Marina's bare white ass. "Okay," Carlotta told the others. "Our filthy white pieces-of-ass are free to whore for our party. I have a Mercedes parked by the door. No need for them to put any clothes on." We all began trekking toward the door. Susan guided me with her hand insolently feeling around my bare ass. "Remember, I get to use your white ass as my whore first," Monique told me with a taunting slap at my bare ass. "I get your white ass after Monique, party whore," Susan added. <1st attachment end> ----- ASSM Moderation System Notice------ Notice: This post has been modified from its original format. 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