Jansen smiled. Black porn Amanda tried not to blush like a schoolgirl, but failed. “Tell me you love it.”
“I love it, I love it! There weren’t many men left in the gym at this late hour, but virtually all of them were gawking at her. It wouldn’t take a genius to figure out what was going on if someone caught her in the men’s locker room. Of all the men who had gangbanged her just mere days ago <Chapter 1>, it was a poorly hidden secret that she wanted Jansen the most. “I think it’s time,” he whispered to her in an overdramatic conspiratorial voice. Amanda stayed where she was and tried to look casual. And she also had a special relationship with my best friend Dimitri, who had openly adored her for years. He slammed his manhood into her several more times before pulling her away from against the lockers.
