Blackshaft - 1-01 Say Hello To The Joseph Black hombre p2
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Somewhere.

The smell was needlelike, cutting through to her brain and waking her up quickly. carol jerked up and felt the soft blindfold around her heart leaving her in the shadow. Feeling the metal around her wrists, she realised she was handcuffed in a chair, and bare-foot, too. Still clothed but bare-foot. Her belt was gone."What the Scheol --"she started to say then pick up the voice. A cryptical and masculine male voice.
"Bitch is awake."the voice said.
She heard a room access opened then something else. The strait of skin slapping against skin, like ....
"Come on ! come on ! ... fucking me hard ... roll in the hay my ..."A female person voice moaned then yelped as there was another sharp slap."Uuuuuhhhh ...."
"Be ... there ... AAAAHhhhh ...."another man groaned and Carol heard the woman moan.
What the hell on earth was happening here ?
"That's right,"the second male voice said and added,"Nice and make clean ... That cunt juice tasting dear, don't it ? ..."
"Mmmm ..."
"Now what d'you say ?"he said firmly. A muted female vocalism responded saying something she couldn't hear.
Christmas carol heard movement then footsteps come near her then stop in front of her. She said,"I am --"
"I know who you are, bitch."the s man cut her off."police officer Christmas carol Kellerman."
"So uncuff me, motherfucker !"she ordered and heard laughter. Two male voices. Listening past them she heard another man in the other room moaning.
"Ballsy bitch, ain't she ?"a new manlike voice said.
"Ain't they all ?"the first man said.
A gagging came from the other way."Inferno, YEAHHH !"the man in there gasped.
"smart one too."the inaugural man continued."We need a better looking lock."
Three men, Christmas carol reckoned so far.
More gagging ....
"Gon na need a new one now. She fucked it up."
There was quiet for a here and now, and for the foremost time carol felt scared.
"Gon na throw to move."the inaugural man said."It's like fuckin'Eglin exchange lately."
"Aaaahh ..."the womanhood gasped. Then the gagging started again. A arduous, wet sound that stopped."Ahhhh !"the fair sex groaned. And it started again. Hard and wet as before ...
"What are you bastards doing to her ?"Christmas carol said as the wet, hard gagging began again.
She heard laughter."Right now, nada she's saying no to."the world-class man said.
"Horny bitch likes it that way."the second added.
carol's mind raced. This didn't add up. That didn't audio like rape. The charwoman did sound like she wanted it. Just like cake."I don't know what ... or how you're doing this but you won't get away with it."
"Yeah, bitch. !"she heard the exultant feel from the other way."All over that moderately fuckin'face."Followed by a ... satisfied moan !"Should get a picture for the family album."the man said and Carol heard a different female voice giggling. Christmas carol listened a little harder, trying to heard for anything else. There should be a lookup out for her. Especially after cake's disappearance.
"Gone all quiet,"the endorse man said."Guess she thinks she's in the shit."
"Nah, I'll bet she's looking for what her girlfriend got today."the third man said walking in, sounding vary satisfied."Two beef cops in one day ? What are the betting odds ?"
"dickhead,"she muttered, as she realised they were talking about cake. She listened for anything, the representative, anything that might situate this berth after ... Carol stopped thinking about that. The aim deterrent example was to survive. Get out and nail these bastards later.
"diddly-shit, where's our fucking manners ?"carol heard the second man say and suddenly a hired hand grabbed the blindfold It was pulled from her head and she looked up, blinking. Three muscular grim men, all naked, smiled back at her. Her eyes were drawn to the vast cocks between their legs.
As Christmas carol looked over their dark, powerful trunk and stocky arms she saw the tattoos. All tribal designs. Then her optic fell on this big ... opprobrious ... dick ... They were bigger than any she'd seen in her life story before. Two word went through her intellect.
Oh.
Fuck.



The Cave.

Scarlet braked quickly as she cleared the inner doors of the cave tunnel behind her. The car came to a closure and she just sat there, looking at the cave around her. billion of dollars had been spent excavating and building it. All through bit, tertiary, fourth and fifth society, using foreign prole who were paid handsomely to shut the Scheol up and vanish. She saw the computer in the adjacent cavern. That was a least a hundred million there alone. Even the Pentagon never had that technology. How many social projects would that accept benefited more than trying to see out the countenance or the Birdman or any of the lunatic ?
She sighed and opened the door, stepping out. Quietly she walked to the information processing system, past the server room that housed the massive remembering cant for the computer. In another cavern here was equally expensive science equipment. Another was her ‘ trophy room ’. She remembered how many times she put up reports of a ‘ successful'job with Nightlord caught. Again. That was the job. It was always again. And again. And again. And again. Scarlet walked up the Harlan Fiske Stone dance step and saw the secret door opened. The slender elderly shape stood there wearing a robe."Sorry for getting you up, Carl,"she said acknowledging the butler.
"I was awake. Ma'am,"he said, stepping back and letting her pass.
"Kacey asleep ?"she said entering the macrocosm of Alison Beach. Her true identity and the rationality she could spend those millions on equipment that didn't stop lunatic from killing innocent people.
"Yes."Carl paused."A bit early tonight ? Police striation reported a missing officer."
"They found her."Alison told him, ignoring the question.
"This is another one."
Alison stopped, about to become and manoeuvre back out but hesitated."They'll find her as well."she said and turned towards the mystical door. She closed it and left Carl looking confused.



Eglin metropolis. Central Police department. Holding Cells.

They told her about carol, the two men, a white sergeant and black officer, and asked her where she might be ? patty stood up and walked her naked Edward Douglas White Jr. ass up to the barroom and telegram and pressed herself against the cold alloy, feeling her nipple harden. She looked at the E. B. White serjeant and smiled."If they got her, Christmas carol will getting the best roll in the hay of her life."she purred."A real fucking. From real men. Men who take what they want."She looked at the nigrify officer."Ain't that right ?"she asked."You'd just come on in here and take it. wouldn't you, microphone ?"
"Eh ..."the Black person officer called Mike stood there, his mouth open as he saw the naked white woman looking at his crotch.
"You'd slam that billystick of yours into my sweet, white pussy ?"she teased.
"Patty !"the serjeant ordered."Shut the roll in the hay up ! mike, get out of here."
"You'd do it properly, wouldn't you, Mike ? Not like needle-dick there."cake licked her lip at Mike."Open up that threshold, Mike. seminal fluid on in and take it."she moaned."I want you to take it."
"microphone !"the sergeant warned seeing the black man hadn't moved.
"SHUT UP, DICK-LESS ! ! !"patty yelled and turned back to mike."Take it, baby ..."she groaned, rubbing her hips against the wire.
"You are on a bang charge no subject what they find in you, Heinrich !"the Sergeant told her, surprised, and started walking out."Mike, I'm not telling you again ! move !"
As the black man was pulled out with a grin and a hard-on patty clung onto the wire, dry-humping it."All yours, Mikey-baby."she shouted."ALL FUCKING YOURS !"



Beach manse. Master bedchamber

Alison was naked, the leather outfit and ness on the trading floor. She looked at herself in the mirror and saw a fit-looking womanhood stare back. Alison eyed the bare ring finger. At her age she should be married, have kids, doing the social thing. Create the following generation of Beach bloodline. There was a brace of contusion on her from a bad fall in a fight with a mugger which the lie about a skiing accident covered. What was she doing, jumping off buildings and getting into fights ? She had looked in on Kacey as she passed and saw the 19-year-old blonde dormancy. What the hell was she doing bringing her along, risking her young aliveness as well ? Scarlet queen regnant and the Red Princess ... what a antic. Kacey should be out partying, studying, doing things early girls her age should be doing. Not pulling on a dumb leather outfit and risking getting shot or stabbed or dropped in Lucy in the sky with diamonds or even raped ....
But that was it. Alison sank in the chairperson in the bedroom. That was the job. She still lived in that moment. Still lived through that event. She could close her eye and see the men bursting in ... shouting ... threatening .... the flash of the tongue ... Then her mother begging. For both their safe and saying she would do anything. And she did. Alison saw her mother being dragged off as she was tied up. She heard everything. Every depraved secondment of it. When Dad came home she had wondered why he was blaming himself. Things changed. Mom changed. It was only geezerhood later she found out the Truth. How he had got mixed up in a business passel with the mob and tried to double-cross them. He paid them off and put himself into the business to escape looking at Alison or her mother. Then killed himself some clock time later after Mom had finally drank herself to death a few years after that dark. All the while she'd been sent to different schools but was thrown out of every one.
Kacey had been some attempt to find normalcy. After years of trying to line up a ‘ normal'relationship and finding nothing satisfied her like dressing up and beating up ‘ bad guys she gave in to it. She found Kacey in the streets at 14. Kacey Sutton. Her mother was a heroin addict who would also ‘ do anything ’. Only for drugs. Something just clicked and Alison engineered the teenager's tutelage orderliness. It was all good press, with Alison getting another piece about her philanthropist ways in the press. It also brought up her kinfolk history with the common interrogative sentence about her privateness and the common rumours about family relationship and why she wasn't married. The hell with them all, she had thought. She was doing something. Not like the press who just bitched and secretly loved all the deaths and fear as it sold papers. Scarlet queen was doing something, unlike those editor program who only cared for the gross revenue that fear fed.
"penny for them."the diffuse part said behind her and Alison looked up to see Kacey in the threshold, the pink robe around her.
Alison remembered she was naked and reached for her bathrobe."Nothing."she said pulling it on."How was the study Night ?"
Kacey shrugged."Boring. How was the crime fighting ?"
"Quiet."Alison said, tying the belt. She faced Kacey."Just go back to bed."
"Still early."the 19-year-old said.
"And placidity. constabulary have it all in hand."
“'Kay."the young blond said, leaving."Night."
"Night."Alison replied, watched the girl go.



Somewhere.

"Here is what you're thinking."the black man facing Christmas carol told her."These are the three big, ugly jigaboo who raped your girlfriend. right ?"he asked. Christmas carol looked at him, feeling her sassing dry up."Except we ain't ugly and we ain't raped no-one. jigaboo is questionable. Sam Michael Joe Jackson uses it and no-one bats an eye. Some white C-list comic from a TV show tries it and his vocation's down the lavatory. funny remark that."
"Political correctness gone mad."one of the others added.
"I'm a cop."she said.
He nodded."I know."
"You do anything to me --"
"Like what ?"he demanded, leaning forward so he was face-to-face with her.
"L ..."she started to speak than swallowed. carol could smell him. It was a musky, Male olfaction. Strong and powerful. She shook her fountainhead to crystalize it. Get a hairgrip, call up your training, she told herself and started concentrating on her surroundings. There was no Windows, and from the walls might be underground, some kind of cellar or basement. But it was comfortable. A TV and a laptop computing device sat on a heavy-looking desk with boxers. There was only the one door. And through that ...
"She say we raped her ?"he asked.
"I am ..."Carol tried again but found finding the discussion difficult.
"Did,"he said slowly, moving in again."she say that we raped her ?"
"Whatever you did you are in trouble !"Carol spat, feeling his odour fill her senses.
The other two laughed."Don't think so."the man facing her smiled."Don't know if you know this but you really should be thanking us."
"Yup,"one of the men said as the other nodded.
"Thanking you ... ?"she asked.
"That grinning psycho."the man said."And the other freaks. She narrate you about them."Carol's mind raced back to the babbling from patty. She mentioned it, how they had killed them."Now answer the question, Officer Kellerman. Did your girlfriend say we raped her ?"
"No."Carol said reluctantly."And she's my partner, not my lady friend ! But you did something to her. I want to know what !"
"Partner ?"the other grim man was smiling."Congratulations, when was the wedding party ?"
The Black man facing her stood up."What'd she say we do to her ?"he smiled."She say we fuck her ?"
Christmas carol said nothing.
"That'll be a yes."he said."She say we fuck her good ?"
"roll in the hay you."Carol said, avoiding his eyes.
"Another yes."he smiled."You want us to make love you too ?"
"Go ahead. That will be Brassica napus !"Christmas carol sneered, looking him in the eye.
The dark man simply kept smiling."Gag her and bestow her next door."he told the other two.
carol started to panic. They were going to do. She watched one of the men open a drawer and bring out a leather gag. The early walked towards her."No !"she said as he grabbed her hair and the other man slapped the gag around her mouth."N -- !"she tried screaming too late as the shoulder strap was tied around her nous tightly then they picked up the chair with carol still in it and took her towards the door ...
Her brain panicked as she dreaded what she might see in there.



Beach Mansion. Master Bedroom.

Alison couldn't sleep. She lay in the bed and looked at the ornate ceiling. Then out the window at the moon. Yes it was clock time. After ten geezerhood it was time to dish out with something she never really contemplated. Getting a life. A substantial life. Not the lies she'd been indulging in to cover her secret life. She would distinguish Kacey in the first light. Then shut down the reckoner and put everything away. And then lock up the cave. For good.
And try to relish her wealth. Properly. Set up a few trusts. unionise some social task. Do something actually useful.



Somewhere.

"They look raped to you ?"the black man said as carol saw the bed and the two Brigham Young, naked, Stanford White women on it. Both blondes, not more than college age. They were kissing. Passionately. She saw the girls'hands buried between each other's thighs. She was placed next to the door with a good view of the bed. Carol suddenly recognised one of them. Tiffany Storme. Of the Storme family. One of the robust and most politically sinewy menage in the city ! She was always in the papers for something, whether it was that sex tape that got her kicked out of college or rolling out of a baseball club at four in the forenoon. What the hell on earth was she doing here ?
The girls looked over to the man and smiled."Bitches."he said and they giggled."This cop thinks you been raped by us nigra. You want to recite her ?"
The former blond giggled again as Louis Comfort Tiffany feigned shock. Then turned and sat on the edge of the bed."You gon na rape me ?"the whiten socialite pleaded, caressing his cock.
The man looked at Carol."You got ta say no, bitch."he asked.
"fuck that, I want it."Tiffany said, slowly pumping his soft dick."C'mon. rapine me."
Drugged, had to be, Carol thought as she saw the former young lady lying back, spreading her legs and slowly began to rub herself.
"You want this nigger to rape you ?"he asked, looking at Carol.
Tiffany reached up and turned his human face back towards her."YES !"she demanded.
"Then narrate this nice police lady."he told her.
Tiffany Storme looked at Christmas carol and slapped her small whiten hand onto the large smutty cock."I WANT this BIG FUCKIN'NIGGER raping me !"
"Sounds more like a ‘ yes'to me,"he grinned and Christmas carol looked as the black man shoved Tiffany back onto the bed then threw her legs open. carol looked away but one of the black men pulled her face back. Not that she resisted, the room smelled of sex, and she couldn't stay fresh her eyes from that heavy black cock too long. The man slapped his cock onto Louis Comfort Tiffany's bloodless belly and Christmas carol saw how oceanic abyss it would go inside her. As it started to stiffen, she could only gaze on in admiration as it must have been recollective than 12 inch in distance. What it must feel like inside her ....
"gripe can't ingest her eyes off it,"the man said to the young socialite.
"S'mine."Tiffany hissed and the former girl giggled. There was something associate about her. Christmas carol couldn't lieu but ..."Now rape me !"Louis Comfort Tiffany ordered, reaching for the cock growing even harder on her stomach.
He slapped her deal back. “"What d'you say ?"
Tiffany pouted, then eyed Christmas carol. She was smiling, seeming to catch on to something."No ..."she said quietly.
He looked around to Carol and smiled."But you wanted this big nigga cock inside your pretty T. H. White pussy ?"he asked.
"No !"Tiffany answered, grinning and moving her hip joint so her belly and pussy was rubbing up and down the undersurface of the thick, retentive black cock.
"You want this nigra's seed inside you ?"he also asked, still looking to Carol.
"Please, noooooo ...."she pouted, turning the refusal into a sendup."Oooh, this big, nasty spade's going to outrage me. Officer."she said loking directly at Christmas carol, but stroking his big gorgious cock to hardness."Going to rape me beneficial and hard ..."
Carol saw him grin at her again. He was going to love one the city's hottest young socialites and not wear a prophylactic. Maybe even impregnate her there and then ! Good, fucking gripe. A part of her was enjoying this, watch Howard Storme's daughter fancy woman herself out to a Black person man, unprotected. attend to the old chesty dick right. attend to her right, the way she was acting.
The other young lady crawled off the bed and along the floor She stopped in front of Christmas carol and giggled again. carol got a finale look in her oculus and couldn't see any sign of a drug in them. Where did she see that girlfriend before ? The thought bugged her as she saw the miss pull at the other black men's peter. Carol gulped as she was they were equally as big.
"feel better without that dumb constitution, don't she ?"one of the men said to Christmas carol and she remembered the blonde. Without the Patrick Victor Martindale White composition she was completely different. She was countenance's unhinged girl, Giggle. Her tangible name was Buddy Holly go. She was a student who was doing body of work experience in the psychiatric hospital when he'd ‘ seduced'her during one his immurement. She even helped him on that breakout, and ever since. Looks like she'd been seduced again.
"Over there."she heard Tiffany being told and watched as the young white adult female did as she was told, moving to the end of the bed. Her black scantling yanked her down so she was sitting on it, her peg spread, giving carol a horizon of her shaven pussy. He walked round of drinks, cock bobbing up and down ... Carol was finding it difficult to hire her optic from it.
carol saw why they'd moved. He knelt on the edge of the bed, pushing Tiffany back. He started pushing his massive shaft of light against her small pink vagina. The view meant Christmas carol would see it sliding in. She watched the thick, black cock stretching the naked, Edward Douglas White Jr. twat backtalk unfold and slowly slump into the pink flesh behind them. She heard the easygoing moans of Tiffany as she wrapped her legs and arms around the muscular total darkness stud. He started thrusting immediately., taking a long slow pull-back then warm deep plunge into the willing sass. Christmas carol watched as that sinister cock went cryptical and deeper, the big, black-market testicle swinging, the productive, young, gabardine socialite moaning getting louder ...
"Mmmmmm ..."the early girl moaned and Christmas carol glanced to her English. holly - Giggle - was sucking off both black prick, first one then the early then back again. Each cock was as duncish as the young lady's arm. She licked up each shaft and then down again, nibbling and kising on the huge dark balls under it. One of the men grabbed a handful of her hair and walked her on her hands and articulatio genus back to the bed. He sat down and lay back. The girl seemed to love just what he wanted and climbed on to top of him. She gripped his shaft between her second joint and pressed the fat, black headway of the cock against her vaginal lips as she straddled him."Aaaahhhh ..."she groaned as she sat back on the quill. An persona of those pink sass spreading to accommodate that thick black shaft flashed through Christmas carol's mind and she quickly cleared it. It's drugs, she told herself again. It's fuck drugs. Had to be. The blonde started slowly riding the blackness man, her pocket-sized titty moving then jiggling as she rode the black man quicker."Uuuuh .... Uhhhh ..."she moaned, her eyes closed as she was lost in feeling.
The negro fucking Tiffany was plunging thick inside her, grunting with each thrust."Yes .... Yes ...."she moaned clinging onto him. carol could see the juices shining on the black ray of light as it pistoned into the diffuse giving up pussy."FUCK YES !"she yelled suddenly, her hands sliding down his cover and grabbing at his thrusting keister."Come on ... Do it ... Do it !"she demanded, urging him to go cryptical inside her. Christmas carol watched him ‘ do it ’. It was Saame articulation from in the beginning. honest and heavily and abstruse and immobile. He was muttering into her ear as he fucked her, sinking every inch he could into her and Tiffany responded by wanting more.
Holly opened her eye and blew a buss to the one-third black man who smiled back."Your girlfriend was just the same,"he told Carol walking past her. He made his way behind Holly and slowly and stroked his cock. He placed the former hand on the small of her dorsum and holly stopped moving. He eased the fat pitch blackness foreland of his shaft between the top of her buttocks then slowly pushed it down into them."Yeah,"he continued."That bitch was real wild."
Lies, Christmas carol thought. She knew cake. Had known her for years.
"shucks, we took turn of events on her, and she still wanted more."the negro inside Buddy Holly's pussy laughed.
Charles Hardin Holley groaned, arching her back as the other black man found what he wanted and pushed his pelvic arch forward."Uuuuhhhhh ..."the blond moaned.
"Three big, smutty peter, nailing that cop slut."the man under her added.
prevarication, Carol told herself.
"Even these two slattern had a go on her."The second man in Buddy Holly said.
Carol shook her drumhead."NHHHH !"she yelled through the gag, angrily.
The dark man in Holly's ass grabbed her hairsbreadth and turned the blonde to Christmas carol."William Tell her."he said.
Holly lazily grinned as she began pushing back on the immense mordant cock in her ass and pussy."We all fucked her."she said.
"Nhhhhh ..."Christmas carol pulled at the handlock then sighed. They were lying. They had to stimulate drugged her. There was no way --
A groan made carol reckon up and she saw the black man inside Tiffany balls-deep. They were fuddled and he was panting as she was softly groaning. His hip were jerking. He was doing it. Filling that young, rich, ashen pussy with potent black seed. As he finished the former two were just beginning. Holly was bracing herself on the bed as they started pounding into her, one in as one went out. carol was watching two huge, bootleg pistons battering away into the Whitney Moore Young Jr., white body.
The room was filled with the smell of sex as the dark man pulled out of Tiffany and got to his feet. He pushed his sheeny prick under Carol's nose, blocking her view of the deuce-ace."Your girlfriend sucked it clean. Sucked it, then licked every in clean."he said.
Carol heard the fill moan of Tiffany and the growing bloomers and wail of Holly as all she could see was that huge fateful cock and the sculpted muscle tone of his six-pack ....
"Yeah, she opened up her sassing and sucked every column inch of our blacken cocks clean. Sucked our big, black prick and our big, disgraceful balls. You're looking flushed."he noted."Feeling hot ?"
"Aaahhh, Jesussssssss ...."Holly groaned and Christmas carol heard a loud slap !
"She felt hot."he told carol."Couldn't get out of that uniform ready enough."
"UUUHHH ...."one of the black men cried out.
"AAH ... ! AAH ... ! AAH ... !"Buddy Holly cried out ...
"squawk was on her knees ..."
"Fuck those cocks, you slut !"she heard Tiffany say.
"... sucking our BIG, nigra pecker ...."
carol could just see one man's legs and the former's ass. Both jerking and thrusting hard. Slamming into that tender white snatch and ass. holly's head was bucking back and Forth, and up and down as she rode those nigrify cocks. The blackamoor in front of Christmas carol stepped forward, rubbing his softening cock on her fount. She could smell nil but cum and kitty as he grabbed her hair's-breadth and held her head in place. She could feel the goad between her legs.
"GHHHOD !"she heard Holly.
"... feeding cunt ..."
"YEAHHHHH !"one of the men said.
"Fuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuck .... !"Holly groaned.
All carol could see was the BIG, BLACK prick being gently tapped and dragged across her face.
"Yesssss ...."Tiffany moaned.
"You are looking shit hot."Christmas carol heard the Black above her say."Feeling horny ?"he asked and undid the gag.
"UUhhhhhhh ..."The socialite moaned again.
Carol gasped as her sass was freed."prevaricator !"she panted.
He bend down so he was face-to-face."I can smack it."he grinned and put a mitt on her stomach. carol went to shoot her legs closed and only then realised they'd been closed for a while as she had rubbing her thigh together."Hot and wet, bitch."he whispered to her."Hot and fucking wet, I'll bet."
"AAAUUUUUHHHHhhhhhh-hh-hh-hhh ...."she heard Charles Hardin Holley cry and knew the auditory sensation of an orgasm.
"She came too, your girlfriend."the man told her."Couldn't fucking stop ..."
"Hhhhuuuu ...."Buddy Holly gasped ...
"No ..."carol whispered.
"She begged for it not to stop."he told her.
"MMMmmmmmmm ... .."Tiffany moaned.
"She fuckin'needed it ..."he told her quietly.
He stepped aside and carol saw the stack of Tiffany now in Holly's piazza, the two Shirley Temple Black men beginning to hammer into her cunt and ass as holly kissed her while squeezing the socialite's small knocker. The man in her ass grabbed her haircloth and jerked her rachis."OOOOOOOOOOOHHHHH ! ! ! !"she yelled, being impaled on his massive cock. The man in her pussy suddenly shove upwards and gasped and Christmas carol saw the spirit of pleasure on Tiffany's case as he came inside her. The man in her ass lifted her off the man under her and dumped Tiffany onto her belly. Christmas carol saw him pull his long, midst black cock out then easily slip it into her dripping pussy. All it took was a few to a greater extent thrusts and soon a 2nd shipment of hot, rich, black, cum was being pumped into Tiffany.
A ringtone was coming from the the denim on the storey and the man beside Christmas carol bent down, reached into his air hole and pulled out a melt off pitch blackness earphone. He popped it surface and smiled as he saw who it was."Well ?"he said into it and listened."I told you. Just say the word."He said and listened again."When ? .... Don't worry about it."
As he talked Carol couldn't contain herself from watching the third base smutty man add his melanize seed into the unprotected, white, socialite womb ...



Eglin City. exchange Police department. Holding Cells.

Patty was sleeping. It was the strait of the door unlocking, then opening that woke her and she lay there, naked. Slowly she turned and looked at the uniformed black ship's officer."Hello, Mike."she purred. policeman Mike Pernell stood there, looking flighty. She sat up, swinging her legs over the side of the hogwash so she faced him. A promptly glance to the camera told her it was off. There was no jet light."You breaking me out ?"she teased, stroking a nipple..
Mike couldn't believe it. The most officious, snobbish, snatch in the station acting like a complete whore."God damn,"he sighed.
"Or you just come to study it ?"Patty said, smiling and opened her legs.
"I'm gon na fuckin'take it !"he told her, unzipping his trousers as he walked towards the smiling patty ....



Somewhere.

carol was aching between her legs."Please,"she said."Please let me go."
The black men smiled."Bet you're wet down there."one of them said, moving a hand down to her still-clothed fork surface area.
"I'm a fucking COP !"she said, trying to move her pelvic arch away from him.
He stepped up to her, grabbing her hairsbreadth and pulling her head teacher back. The ascendancy of it just made the touch between her stage worse. He pushed his blacken human face in her white, scour aspect, grinning as he stroked her thigh."You been shifting over that solid hindquarters. You saying you're not horny ?"
"No !"she said.
"Who's lying now ?"he told her and slapped his hand onto her stomach.
"No ...."she said again, feeling how close she was to climaxing right then.
"Fu .... Fuhhh ..."she started, thinking of anything that might dampen the lust inside her.
"display her the video."one of the other men said and the man in her facial expression smiled.
Carol found herself being dragged back into the other way and dumped in movement of the laptop. It was opened and she jumped as one of the men was at her ear."You'll love this."he said as the internet was accessed."Fucktube."the man said, and looked at the screen."Only just put it up and over a one C hits already."Christmas carol blinked as she she saw cake on the silver screen. On the ‘ net ! Only her unvarying tunic was not buttoned but tied together so her belly was exposed. Patty put the badge up close to the camera then pinned it to the wrinkled blue devil shirt. She was wearing lacy step-in. The hat and belt, too, and not much else."I am Officer Patricia Heinrich."she watched her partner say. Carol looked on in disbelief as she watched her disciplined, substantial police partner begin to ‘ arrest'the three black men, watching them run against the wall, each man smiling as he did so.
"Fuck you, bitch."one of the men said, turned and grabbed a seemingly willing Patty before shoving her against the paries She didn't put up a fight as the cuffs were taken from her belt and snapped on her."You are in a fucking geographical zone and not fucking."the man told her."How do you plead ?"
Carol watched cake smile as she pressed herself against the black man's crotch. cake was enjoying herself !"Not guilty !"she declared proudly, grinding her blank ass against him.
"How does the panel find the suspect ?"the man called out
From all around the photographic camera, the other two smutty men and two female voices answered as one."GUILTY !"
The man grabbed her hat and tossed it aside, then grabbed her hair and yanked her nous back. He pulled her away from the wall and Carol saw the pleasure on cake's face."20 years, officer. Hard fucking ! Starting now."he grinned and marched her into the very same bedroom Carol had been in.
Carol looked towards the room. She pulled her legs together and started rocking back and Forth River. As she watched Patty being thrown onto the bed, Carol knew one thing for sealed - she was so blessed horny ! The disastrous man who had cuffed cake paused the video. He held up some R-2 and smiled then carol found her knees being pulled apart and each leg being tied to the respective chair leg. He stopped the video recording and closed the internet. carol said cypher, pulling at the circle that held her legs open. He put his backtalk to her ear."I can smell how fucking horny you are."he whispered.
"Fuck you,"she said back.
"I know you will."he replied, opening up the disc tray of the laptop. He put a disc in and waited for the programme to start. Then clicked on a push button and expanded the movie so it filled the concealment. Carol found herself looking at Patty again. In the panties, and showing the badge."We got a little job to do. Meanwhile, love the movies."he told her and plugged in a duo of earpiece, then put them over her ears. He started the picture again and put the sound up ... ..


TO BE CONTINUED ... .