Catherine :"I can't believe you ! What the hell are we supposed to do now ? How stupid are you ?"

Paul :"I'm dingy honey. I honestly don't know where it is. I must have left it back on my dresser."

That was my boyfriend Paul and I arguing on our weekend misstep into the country. We were on the highway, and after driving for four hours Paul realized that he had lost or had forgotten his wallet. It really was a blockhead move because I had left my own acknowledgment carte du jour and money back at my apartment. He was the one who told me to do so because He promised to pay for everything and anything that I wanted on this trip and against my substantially judgment I did what he had asked.

Catherine II :"We are so screwed. How much gas do we have left ?"

Saint Paul :"It's almost on empty-bellied now. I'm going to cause to get off on the succeeding exit. Maybe we can borrow the money for some more gas and I'll accept you home."

Catherine :"Borrow ? nonentity gives unknown any money these days. You're out of your mind."

He just looked at me with a sad feel on his side. Normally that look would have melted me but I was so pissed at him right now. This whole workweek had been a trying one in compliments to our relationship. Paul and I had been together for almost 3 years. We are both still young, I'm 28 and he's one twelvemonth Old than me. We met at the money box that we both employment at me a teller and him the assistant director.

Earlier in the week I found out that he had been unfaithful to me with one of the early bank tellers. It really hurt me. It was Nancy, one of my faithful booster, and normally the relationship would have ended but he convinced me that it was only one clip in a mo of weakness. At least that's the way he explained it and I guess my love for him was really clouding my unspoiled judgment.

Besides, he was trying really hard. He had to if he wanted us to last out together. Our human relationship was hanging on by a train of thought and this trip to the commonwealth was supposed to restore all of that and he already was screwing things up.

I still couldn't believe that it was with Nancy of all people ; I'm ten times better looking than her. I mean, I'm not a model or anything but at 5'8"133 pounds and a 34-26-38 figure, I keep myself in pretty close shape. St. Paul knew I was a ‘ gimmick'and he was afraid that he was going to lose me because of a stupid mistake.

I sat with my knees together facing towards the passenger door sulking as we turned off the highway. It was going to be wickedness soon and it was getting a little cold, and the just above the knee dame I was wearing was a little bit sheer and exposed to the wind. There wasn't much around as we turned onto the commencement street after getting off the highway. It didn't look like a very good area at all. A lot of the building were boarded up and spray-painted with graffiti.

We saw two guy wire walking, two black men to be specific. I watched them walking and talking as we passed them. They were very tall and didn't even notice us drive by them. It took us about another 5 minutes of driving until we saw a gas station. It looked very forsake and old. Saul of Tarsus pulled up to one of the ticker and we both got out and walked in together.

inside, there wasn't much on the shelves. We must feature been in some kind of hood because behind the register there was another black man. He was scruffy and looked to be in his XL. Paul the Apostle engaged him with his hand out to shake his hand.

Paul :"Excuse me sir, my name is Saul of Tarsus Greenfield."

The man reluctantly shook his hired hand and looked at us with confusion. Paul's hand looked much modest in comparison.

Amos :"gens's Amos."

Saint Paul :"H-Hi…Amos. Listen my champion ; my girl and I are in a bit of a bind. We're from out of town, and we're completely out of gas."

Book of Amos :"So. Looks like you made it to a gas station. I suggest you go fill up."

Paul :"Ah yeah…you see Book of Amos, that's where our bind begins. We haven't got any money. I lost my wallet and our trip is now officially over. We just want some gas to get home."

Amos :"You mean you got no money ?"

Paul :"Neither of us does. We were hoping that you could help us out."

Amos :"Wait…you think I'm gon na give you free gas ? What kinda of fucking place do you think this is ?"

Paul :"One with a heart ? I'd send you the money in a few days. You have my word."

The blackened man started laughing at Alice Paul and I can tell by looking at him that he was a little embarrassed by his laughter.

Amos :"Listen here tweed boy, you're gon na have to find something to trade. Nothing in this world is for destitute, and I'm not pillock enough to believe that you'll mail me a check later."

Apostle Paul :"fountainhead all I have is this watch. It cost me about $ 300. I can give you this watch for a full armored combat vehicle of gas. It'd be a great mass on your end."

Amos looked at the picket. His grimace made a disgusted expression, as he looked it over and turned it about in his men. He then handed it back to Paul.

Amos :"Looky here gabardine boy. I don't want no female parent fucking ticker. Does this look like Park boulevard to you ? cipher around here gives a piece of ass what time it is. But you do have something of value that I'd like to try."

Apostle of the Gentiles looked at him with muddiness. The black man then motioned his eyes towards my direction. It took us a few seconds but we both soon realized what he was referring to. I was appalled and Apostle Paul got a little angry as well.

Paul :"No way ! Are you half-baked ? You want to fuck my girlfriend ? ? ? I can't let you do that ! I can't !"

Book of Amos came around the counter and got up into Paul's expression. He looked twice his size. I started to escape from in fear and Saul of Tarsus looked very scared as well.

Book of Amos :"outset, low-pitched your mother-fucking vox ! Pissing me off is not in your best interest ! I am much bigger than you are and to tell you the Truth, I'll give up your mother-fucking ass right now ! arcsecond, a cock sucking for a good armoured combat vehicle of gas is more than a fair trade I do believe. I mean a armored combat vehicle of gas would be close to fifty buck, and if I took that pretty white squawk into town she'd have to blow five niggers to do that variety of money. She does look high end though so I might get a little more !"

He went back behind the buffet and Paul sighed silently in easing. The grin on Amos'face returned and he continued his proposal.

Amos :"It all comes down to how bad you two want to go home ? Gasoline is expensive and you obviously don't have anything else that I would want. It's getting dark soon. I don't think you want to be on these streets when it does. So what's there to think about ? The little madam gets on her stifle for a bit and you two can be on your way."

Alice Paul didn't know what to say. He stood there looking at me with his helping hand up to his chin like he was heavily in thought. A minute of arc passed and my heart started to outfox faster. I figured I needed to vocalize my concerns.

Catherine :"Paul I can't do it. I can't ! I don't like giving blowjobs you know that. And the thought of a Negro member in my mouth is just too earthy. I'll throw up I swear I will."

Paul :"Relax honey. You don't have to do anything you don't want to do. We'll find a way to get home. There's got to be somewhere else around here."

Amos :"There isn't. I told ya it's getting'dark out. Businesses around here close before it does. The only other place heart-to-heart rightfulness now is an all nighttime donut shop down the road a stretch. conceive me, you don't want to go in there. That's a dangerous club with some hard coon in there. They won't be as large-hearted. I'm about to close up up soon too so you good make up your minds."

I started to cry and Saul hugged me and consoled me. I really didn't want to blow this large black man but as the sunlight was disappearing outside there wasn't any option. Amos sensed our despair and upped the anti a bit.

Amos :"I'll tell you what white girl, you don't wan na blow a nigger, that's fine. But I'm not giving anything away for free. The longer you stay here in this town the worse it can be for ya. I can't imagine gettin'between those thighs is an option either so I'll tell apart ya what I'll do…a full tank of gas and this fifty for me to get up in that ass."

My mouth fell surface in shock. Did this man just ask to get laid me in my ass ? I looked over at Paul who was just looking at me with a sad look on his face again. It was almost like he was contemplating agreeing to the offer.

Paul :"Honey I'm sorry. It might be the only way we can get back household though."

All of my regard for him went right out the window. This wasn't a man. This was a weak asshole. How dare he ?

Catherine :"I can't believe you would ask me to do this ?"

Paul :"Cathy, I don't know what else we can do ! I'm sorry. Do you honestly think I want my girlfriend having sex with another man ?"

It was at this decimal point that I realized that Paul and I were over. When we finally got habitation, there was no way that I could stay with this man. Not only did he chicane on me but also now he was going to pimp me out because he wasn't man enough to figure out a better way to get us home. I was visibly livid and I turned to Amos and blurted out in anger the sentence that would deepen my life forever.

Catherine of Aragon :"Make it a 100 and a tank of gas and I'll do it !"

Book of Amos :"Seventy-five and we got a good deal !"

Catherine II :"Alright…I guess. At this point I just want to get habitation. Ewww ! I can't believe I'm going to do this ! Let's just get it over with before I change my mind."

Amos :"Understandable. Follow me."

Book of Amos locked the breast room access and led us both to the back way. There was an oil-stained couch back there. He took me by the bridge player and turned me around and raised the back of my skirt to expose my skimpy panty-clad buttocks. He was very mightily, and I jumped when he slapped me laborious on the right ass cheek.

Amos :"Yeah ! Now that's what I'm talkin'about. Listen here flannel boy, go out that back door and go fill your gas armoured combat vehicle. You're not gon na wan na watch me pull your lady's ass up. gift us a good fifteen bit. Just the gas now."

Book of Amos began to caress my ass with his turgid hands kneading my ass cheeks like simoleons. Every few seconds he's slap me again and my whole soundbox would tense-up and throb. I heard Paul exit the stake door as Amos started to pull out my panties down to my ankles. This was going to happen. It was already too far-gone and any protestation would just get Paul beat up and even though I was topnotch upset with him I didn't want him to get hurt.

Amos :"Wow sister this is one Nice looking pussy you got back here. odor good too."

Catherine :"The good deal was my ass, remember ?"

Amos :"Take it easy young lady. Big Amos is a man of his word. You wouldn't deny an old nigger a little penchant though would ya ?"

Catherine :"What ? I-I…. guess ?"

He then quickly pushed my soundbox softly over the arm of the sofa and almost immediately I felt his hot breath against my inner thighs. I then felt him circularise open my slit with his thick digit and then the hot slimy spirit of his tongue as it licked against my pussy brim. He obviously knew how to do this because it felt heavenly. Damn it felt too good. Saint Paul never licked my cunt like this. In fact, I couldn't remember if he ever had.

The sure-enough Shirley Temple man licked my pussy for a good three minutes darting his tongue in and out of my vagina and flickering it across my clit, and just before he had me ready to pop, he stopped and stood back up. I looked back at him with a disappointed smell but he wasn't looking directly at my nerve so he missed it. Good thing he had missed it because he might have gotten former thought. I kicked off my underwear and looked back at him again and saw him sticking his finger in a filthy jar of Vaseline.

Amos :"You gon na thank me for this girl. That ass looks very tight and small, and my rod is lot bigger than most."

Catherine :"please go slowly. I've never done this before."

I then felt the inhuman squishy touch of his Vaseline covered finger poking in and out as he spread it generously around my puckered asshole. His fingers were huge and felt like fixed hot bounder rubbing against my backside. I then heard him unzip his pants, which made me look back again, and what I saw horrified me. My mouth fell undefended in shock.

It was night brown and very long like a small bully lodge. His hairy balls were big and string up quite low from his penis. I watched in awe as he lubed it up with the Vaseline and made it a little darker and really shiny. It started to farm even giving as he rubbed it and the veins could be seen stretching the skin of it outward even more. My legs began to shake up so I kicked my heels off to allow myself better balance.

Amos :"Alright infant girl ! It's gon na hurt for a bit at first off. Here it comes."

Catherine :"Ohh just do it. I can't think this is happening."

I looked forward again and closed my eyes mean and braced myself on the put arm. He pushed my leftfield leg up onto the arm as well and then I felt his exit hand on my ass cheek pushing outdoors my ass a little more. My heart started to thrum fast again. I then felt the head of his cock pushing against my vestal cocksucker. It hurt so much and felt like a big perch was impaling me. I screamed out as he worked himself into me and pleaded with him to stop.

Catherine :"Ahhhhhh ! Oh my god it hurts ! Please stop ! Oh please full point ! I changed my mind !"

He ignored my cries and continued to poke his giant smutty cock between my ass cheeks. There wasn't anything I could do to blockade him. After a few excruciating and painful minutes, I felt the interior walls of my anus relax a bit and accommodate him. It was a weird feeling my ass just opened up to his large tool and accepted it in it. He was now pumping in with even focal ratio and the friction of it spiking in and out of me started to feel really estimable. My pussy was now starting to awake and it was getting rather moist and I could feel myself wanting to climax, a feeling I hadn't ever experienced before.

Catherine :"Oh yeah ! Fuck ! Yeah ! Fuck ! Oh my god ! That feels so beneficial ! Fuck me ! fuck my ass !"

Book of Amos :"Oh you like it now huh beef ? Oooh ! Damn your shit is tight ! I'm gon na nut in this tight little white ass ! Gon na spew all of my stuff in there !"

He pulled my leg back down from the lounge with his cock about five in into me. Five inches was a lot and it looked like he was only halfway into me. He put both his hands on my rose hip and started to pick up his fucking speed. The force of each of his thrusts into my ass pushed me up onto my tippy-toes, and when he brought it out my foundation would flatten out out again on the cold floor. For at least five more minutes this middle aged bleak titan fucked my asshole hard and deep. I soon felt his clod slapping at my pussy rim signifying that he was giving me his full ten inches with each thrust.

My pussy was getting punch wino from his balls. It felt like someone was spanking my cunt lips with a marble bag. His stopcock head felt like it was going into my stomach. Deeper and deeper he pounded me and just as I started thinking that I couldn't take it anymore, I felt his cock pulsating and he let out a loud scream and he filled my ass with his hot viscous fateful seed.

Book of Amos :"Arrrrrgh ! Ahhhhh ! AHHHHHH ! ! ! !"

When he finished cumming I felt him draw completely out of me and when he released my coxa from his grip my knee went wobbly and I fell over the couch arm onto my nerve on the sofa. I regained my balance and stood up and pulled my skirt back down awkwardly. I watched him put his lusus naturae turncock back into his knickers like I was in a spell. How could that thing still be arduous ? I thought to myself. Just then, Paul reappeared and snapped me awake from my gaze.

Amos :"Alright tweed boy you are paid in total. Here's your $ 75 little lady. Now get the fuck out of here the both of you !"

The three of us went back to the battlefront of the store. Apostle of the Gentiles kept staring at me trying to read my case to see if I was upset but I only had a dull flavor on it. The facts were my head was spinning with luxuria. I couldn't believe how turned on that great black cock in my ass had made me sense. When his balls were slapping my pussycat it felt so good as well. I was dick rummy. No…black turncock drunk.

Book of Amos :"Well now, you two kids should go home. It'd be a waste though, there's a lot of nigra around these component part who would pay top dollar mark to get a piece of that little white ho. Might be capable to name enough money to salvage your vacation."

Paul didn't say anything. He just stared at Amos and hurried me out the door by my shoulder and into the car. Back on the road, we both were quiet for a bit. My asshole was still open air and a small sore and I could finger Book of Amos'cum seeping from it like a sieve. It was then that I realized that I had left my panties back there. I felt naughty sitting scanty less. I felt like such a dirty whore. Soon St. Paul rundle and broke the silence.

Paul :"Cathy I'm sorry. When we get back dwelling if you never want to see me again I'll understand. I still can't believe you agreed to do it in the first off place."

Catherine :"well, we needed the money didn't we ? And there wasn't anything else we could do. And to severalize the Truth, it wasn't that bad. In fact…it felt pretty good."

Paul looked over at me and a coy little smile appeared on my boldness as I twirled a piece of my yearn brown hair between my fingerbreadth. He quickly fixed his gaze back on the road. I thought some more about Book of Amos'big black shaft and wondered how a cock that big would feel in my pussy. If his tongue was good enough to stool me almost cum, I wondered how his cock would experience between my leg. The mere fantasy of it was making me wet again. The craving was making me dotty. So softheaded that I blurted out :

Catherine :"What do think about what he said ?"

Paul :"About what ?"

Catherine :"You know, about finding some more Shirley Temple Black men in town and making enough money so we could cover on with our vacation."

Saint Paul :"Are you dangerous ? Catherine II let's not go crazy now. We should just go home."

Catherine :"I'm not crazy. You owe me this vacation and I don't want to go back home after all of this. You owe me for fucking my friend. And you owe me for making me take a black dick in my ass."

Paul :"Now that's not fair. Besides, even if I agreed to this insanity, I wouldn't be paying for anything you would. We'd be vacationing on your salary. And you heard Amos it might be life-threatening if we stay around here."

I thought about his words. He was right. If we were to believe Book of Amos the danger would be gamy. His concerns didn't dent the potent craving I still had to try one of those large dim member between my pegleg though. In fact, my cravings were getting inviolable and my ticker was beating faster again. I had never seen one that big before. Saul's was miniscule compared to what I saw and felt from Amos. We got back to the entranceway to the main road but Alice Paul drove past it a few yard and pulled over to the side of the road.

Saul :"OK listen. If you really want to do this…

Catherine :"Oh I really do."

Paul :"Well…we've got to be smart about it. I'll do all of the talking and we will charge high this way you'll only experience to do it a few to a greater extent times."

Catherine of Aragon :"Do you think we could get more money ? I mean, Book of Amos might ingest been will to pay that much but…"

Paul :"We could try. I mean it's only your ass and it's not like I was ever gon na fuck you there so…"

I couldn't believe the nerve of this idiot. Like if I ever offered him anal sex he wouldn't jump at the chance. I didn't want to severalise him that I wanted to try a black cock in my pussy though. We decided to drive to the merely place that Amos said would be open, the all Night donut shop down the road from the gas station.

When we pulled into the parking lot of Greg Norman's Donut stuff shot it was vacant except for the Edward Young inglorious doughnut salesclerk. He looked to be in his very early twenties, and he had a ridiculous looking paper hat on his fountainhead. We sat in the car for a safe 25 bit before a disastrous fair sex entered the shop and bought some coffee and left. It was at this period that Paul had an idea.

St. Paul :"Apparently Book of Amos was trying to scare us about this place.

Catherine :"But why would he do that ?"

Paul :"I don't know. Maybe he just wanted us out of Ithiel Town quickly and out of his hair. Maybe he's married and figured if no one else saw us and we left than it all would just be his secret."

Catherine :"Gee, you're good at this thing. Was Nancy the only miss you cheated on me with, or should I be worried ?"

Yes that was a dig. I was still very pissed at him. I could see him get a little visibly overthrow, but he didn't say anything. He just reset himself and continued on with his idea.

Paul :"Alright look…it's a spectre town here. So Maybe we can get the clerk and at least pick up another $ 75 or so. Then we'll drive thru the repose of the townspeople and spirit for another plaza. What do ya think ?"

Catherine :"He's never gon na leave his post. I don't care how many customers he doesn't have. Besides he looks like a baby."

Apostle Paul :"Nah it's O.K.. I'll tell him that I'll watch the return for him. He'll do it. see you'll see."

They walked inside and Alice Paul began his lurch. The youthful man was smiling through the whole thing. His name was Damon and he wasn't that bad looking. Eventually Paul got him to agree to $ 60 clam. It was all he had on him without taking something out of the register. I followed Damon into the rachis and Paul took his place behind the comeback. Damon got a blanket he found in the hinder office and he spread it across the bread maker's bench.

Damon :"I can't believe I'm gon na fuck a white missy in her ass."

Catherine :"Ah yeah, I didn't want to recount my boyfriend but I'm open to you fucking my pussy if you want to."

Damon :"Oh damn ! Are you sure ?"

Catherine :"Yeah. I'm sure."

Damon :"Lapplander price ?"

Catherine :"Yeah. Same price."

That big tolerant smile returned to Damon's brass. We both got completely unattired and got on the judiciary together. He was a sugariness young guy. His cock was about eight inches once it was upright which was smaller than Book of Amos but still self-aggrandising than Paul's.

We kissed for a bit lying in the missional stance before I felt him posture his rigid cock next to my wet kitty. After rubbing his cock head across my opening night, he pushed himself into me with a slow but hard jabbing. My eyes rolled back into my head. After a few more pumps he picked up a rhythm. Never had I felt this way from sex in my life it was the best feeling in the world. I felt so full.

Damon fucked me for the next 10 minutes getting all of his eight inches deep inside of me. Somewhere along the line I came hard and almost lost ascendency of my common sense. Eventually he tensed up and pulled out of my puss and coated my tummy with his awkward baby goo.

Just then, a bigger black man entered the room that I had never seen before. He was huge, about seven pes marvellous and very muscular. He startled both of us, and I could distinguish by the look on Damon's face he didn't know who this man was. The prominent man had a grin on his face and he started to unbutton his pants.

Large Black Man :"I'm gon na get me some of that white pussy too if ya don't mind."

Apostle Paul must stimulate found another person will to pay. It was the only rationality this guy could sleep with we were in this vertebral column room here right ? Damon quickly grabbed his clothes and went back out to the front of the shop. The big brawny smutty man started to take away his pant all the spell he was staring at me and smiling still laying on my back on the bread maker's bench.

When my eyes caught the bulge that was stretching out from his briefs I got very nervous. It looked vast and I was starting to stir at the prospects of that thing being put between my stage. I started to cogitate and tried to sway him to fuck my ass which was incidentally still relaxed undefendable from the fucking I had gotten earlier from Amos.

Catherine :"My young man told you that this was supposed to be anal rightfulness ? I'm saving my snatch for him."

Large Black Man :"gripe I just saw you take the young brotha's cock between your stage ! Don't fucking try to wander me ! If I want kitty I'm about to get slit ! I'll go out front and beat your fiddling Patrick Victor Martindale White boy's mother fucking ass and hush take in that pussy ! You dig ? Now get up on all tetrad bitch !"

His voice was very loud and booming. It scared me and I was starting to realize why Amos had warned us not to come here. I started to vex about Saint Paul's condom and what we had gotten ourselves into. As I sat up to position myself in the barker position I caught a coup d'oeil of him removing his underwear and what flopped out was mammoth. It was the self-aggrandizing tool that I had ever seen in my life. It was uncircumcised too ; which made it attend even bountiful like an oversized genetically mutated black dirt ball. It was easily over 10 column inch and had to be much heavy than even that.

My genu started to shake as I got myself up on all four-spot on the baker's bench. I positioned my backside to the edge of it with just my substructure hanging off up to my ankles. I stared forward with my oculus astray open and the medal of my hands flat against the work bench. I was facing in the management of the bombastic stainless blade bagel oven and I was trying to get a glimpse of the big man's reflection.

Suddenly I felt a big meaty paw contact my ass. It was a very big mitt and it seemed to be covering both of the tops of my ass impudence at once. The man then took that hand and gave me a hard blunt tang across my right field ass cheek that stung very much and made me hollo out.

Catherine II :"OWWWWWWWWWWW !"

Large blackness Man :"Push those human knee further apart bitch !"

I did what he said and pushed my leg apart as far as I could without losing my balance on the mesa. That slap on my ass hurt very a lot and I didn't want another one. All opinion about my beau Paul left my mind and I focused myself into survival style. This elephantine black man with the sawhorse sized cock was going to do what he wanted and I just wanted him to do it and get it over with.

When I felt him rubbing the promontory of his monster stopcock across my puss lips it was the for the first time time that I had realized that my pussy was dripping wet. It felt like he was rubbing a baseball bat between my legs. I looked down underneath my soundbox and saw his shaft appearing and disappearing just past the sentiment of my stomach. The foreskin was pulled back and the big bulbous oral sex was a abstemious nicety of blackamoor, almost a purplish color. It was definitely a different color than the rest of his prick was and it was glistening from the succus dripping down from my cunt.

He finally started to figure out the head into me and the force per unit area that was pushing my vagina rim and walls apart was extremely painful, well at firstly it was. I screamed out again as he impaled his monster cock into my little white Fish hole.

Catherine :"Ahhhhh ! OH MY GOD ! It's too big ! You're splitting me ! AHHHHH ! You're splitting me in two ! ! !"

The large black man put both his prominent hands on my pelvic arch and started to bung his cock deeper into me. Thankfully he was still going easy as he pumped in deeper on each thrust and opened my trunk up more than it's ever been before. I could feel myself building to another flood tide but this one was going to be More vivid than the one that I had earlier with Damon.

Deeper and deeper he stabbed into me and wider and wider I opened up. The feel was acute and extreme. As he acclimated himself inside me he started to piece up more and more speed and started fucking me laborious than before. I was so lost in Adam that I didn't realize that two former black men came into the elbow room and had their cocks out in front of my face.

Catherine :"What the…."

It was the sole words I got out. One of the new men jammed his declamatory perch into my open mouth. I tried to reject it and remove it from my mouth but I was suddenly smacked in the ass again but the expectant shameful man that was fucking me. The slap was again very hard and stung and it shook my whole eubstance. The man in my backtalk then pumped into my mouth and I gave in and started to suck him. He was pushing it deep into my mouth too and was stabbing at the backbone of my throat and I started gagging. It didn't predilection bad at all. One of my awe was that the penchant would be disgusting and would stimulate me throw up but it didn't taste bad at all. In fact it was a sweet taste and his cock was so smooth almost velvety as it moved across my lingua. When he finally pulled out of my mouth I gasped for air but my centering was mostly on the fucking my pussy was getting.

Catherine II :"AHHHHHH ! OH MY GOD ! I'M GON NA CUM ! I'M GON NA CUM ! AHHHHHHHHHH !"

And cum is what I did. My body pulsed and gyrated but it never moved from the barker positioning because the big guy was holding me up in office and was still pumping into me. I came all over his cock as it piston-ed in and out of me and a kitty of my succus started to form on the bench underneath me. The third guy in the room then put his pecker into my oral fissure and it muffled the ease of my pleasance screeches.

My juice really lubricated the big guy cable shaft because he penetrated my cervix uteri and was now completely up into me and late in my uterus. I knew he was completely in me because his large mordant Lucille Ball were punching at my body on each thrust. A few minutes later I felt the big guy tensed up and then felt him shoot his ardent seed into my uterus. I came a instant time and lost my judgement in transport again. As the big guy removed his tree trunk of a penis from my vagina, you could take heed the air escaping and it sounded like I was farting out of my pussy. We all smiled and laughed together at the silliness of it all. The big guy then put his pants on and left me with the other two.

2nd Man :"Our turn of events cunt ! Get on your back."

I happily lay down on my back on the bench. My knee joint and branch were so sore from being up in the doggy position for all of that time I was gladiolus for the different locating. One of the men got between my ramification and pushed them up over his shoulder joint and stuck his rooster into my pussy and started to bang me. The early guy then put his tool in my sassing and the two of them fucked me like that for the side by side ten minutes.

After a while they switched places. Both of them were about 9 inch but my pussy had no problems accepting their cocks especially after the big guy had just opened me up as wide as he did. Both men eventually came inside my pussycat and when they finally were finished they too got coiffure and quickly left. I sat there naked on the judiciary trying to regain my senses.

My alone time lasted all of three min. That is when three more black men entered the room. Paul's recruitment out nominal head must have been paying very good dividends. These three made seven different men, and even if Paul only got $ 60 apiece that would be $ 420 which was more than enough to relieve our vacation.

One of the men lay on his back on the baker's board. His cock was already hard and pointing upward. It was a in force 10 column inch and he looked like a sundial fabrication there. He then looked at me and gave me instructions.

starting time man :"Alright baby, get on up here and ride my tinker's damn !"

The other two men lifted me by the waist and put me on the table with simpleness. I stood and placed my understructure around ‘ the sundial's'torso and then slowly impaled myself down onto his throbbing nigrify instrument. The whole ten inches slid into my pussy with relief all at once and my eyes rolled back into my head again. Soon he was pumping into me with fastness and I answered his hard piece of ass with another orgasm. One of the former men popped his putz into my mouth, which made the third man jealous.

Third man :"Aww shit man ! I'm not gon na fend here all left out and make ! I'm taking this bitch's ass !"

I was too fussy to acknowledge him. The cock in my kitty and the one jammed in my mouth had my to the full tending. That is until I felt the 3rd guy pushing his cock into my ass. It didn't take long for him to get it in because my asshole was still dilated from other. Once he was in the three of them fucked my holes all at once and the tactile sensation was unbelievable. I came again very hard this prison term. My body was convulsing so much I thought I was going to have a heart attack.

Before tonight, I never would induce though about having sex with black men let alone fucking seven of them. Eight if you count Amos. I almost forgot about Amos. I started to feel bad that I had so vehemently proscribe giving him a cock sucking. At the clip, just the thought of a Shirley Temple penis in my mouth made me sick to my abdomen. Now as I was slurping on one with starving thirstiness I felt cheated out of getting the chance to smack the Old man's cock.

The trio squad went on for a piece. Before either man would get close to cumming they would break and switch their cocks to different holes on my body. It was like they were professionals at triple-teaming a woman. I had a few diminished orgasms. They were draining me of my fluids and of my stamina and my holes were getting sore and my legs and knees were getting numb.

I started to think about how this completely thing had started. Here I was, a prudish white missy who was mad at her boyfriend for his stupidity and infidelity. When I found out that Paul slept with my supporter, it had really hurt me. What I didn't know until today was how a good deal it was going to alter me. I thought I had everything. A young white girl who thought she knew what she had wanted in this world. At this very minute though all I wanted was as much disgraceful cock as I could get. I was building an addiction and was very unaware of it.

The three men came dumping hot lode into my three pickle almost simultaneously. If it wasn't at the exact Lapp sentence it was damn near close to it. The one in my sassing was the for the first time batch of cum that I ever tasted and it was very salty and yummy. I tried to unsay it all in one barb but there was just too much and it dripped out onto my mentum. I put my hands up to my mouth to catch it then licked it off of my fingers.

The three men thanked me and got dressed and quickly left. I lay back down on the bench and rested for a few minutes. I was waiting for some more Shirley Temple turncock but this prison term it didn't ejaculate. The wellspring must make run dry. After a while I decided to put my wearing apparel on and go out front to see what was going on.

Out front there was only two people, Damon and another sinister man that I never saw before. Damon was behind the counter with a heavy expression on his grimace and the other man was seated at a table and he was counting a pile of money. He was a heavy-set guy, looked to be in his 40's or 50's. He had a grim black beard that was trimmed tight to his expression, and he was puffing on a stinky cigar. He looked up at me and spoke to me without stopping his money counting.

Norman :"how-do-you-do Catherine. take aim a seat I'll be right with you."

His interpreter was a bit nettlesome and mystifying and scary. I looked around the workshop and even out into the parking lot for Saint Paul but I didn't see him. In fact, our car was gone too. Nervously, I sat down across from the guy with the beard and watched him finger through the money. He finished counting it and rubber banded it and pushed it aside then looked up at me with a smile.

Norman :"child my name is Norman…you know, of Norman's Donut Dunk ? I don't know what the roll in the hay you and your piddling peckerwood boyfriend thought you were doing but this ain't no whorehouse, it's a sinker shop."

Catherine of Aragon :"I'm sorry, we only…"

The man quickly shut me up by yelling me into a quiet quivering submission.

Norman :"SHUT THE nooky UP ! ! ! !"

I froze and didn't make another phone. I felt some excess cum drip out of my panty-less pussy onto the inside of my skirt. For some reason I felt both he and Damon could see but they really couldn't. I stared at him with wide-eyed frighten center. He continued.

Norman :"There, that's better. I'm gon na do all of your dubiousness right here and right now. First things first, Paul…. is gone. You ain't never gon na see his pasty Edward D. White ass ever again. Never speak of him anymore. As far as you are concerned he's gone. Understand me ?"

I nodded my head in affirmation. I felt so frighten off. Did he defeat Paul ? Were they going to defeat me ? This was all just a bad aspiration. This couldn't be really could it ? The scary bearded man continued.

Norman :"See I don't care WHY you mother fuckers did what you did. The facts are, you tried to do it in my place, and you tried to do it without my permit and without paying me for the privilege. Now…see this right here ? This $ 210 is a start."

He held up the stack of money. wait, $ 210 ? I fucked seven guys, that's a very low sum. Obviously Saul wasn't as just a salesman as I thought he was.

Norman :"The Toyota Camry ? That is also a jump. Are you startin'to feel me ?

The Camry. So He took Paul's car too. I began to dread for what they had done with him again. Book of Amos was right, we should receive never came to this place.

Norman :"See, you mother fuckers owe me a whole lot more in restitution. A whole LOT more ! But I gots me a hell of an idea ! You like black dick dontcha ? You like it a entirely lot dontcha ? Feeling it between your peg, deep up in your pussycat ? Up balls mysterious in your whoreson ? Yeah ya do. Well here…"

The man stood up and grabbed me by the hair's-breadth and pushed me down to the floor on my knees in front of him. He then unzipped his drawers and pulled out his fat hairy blacken shaft and pushed it against my mouth. I opened my lips and let him put it in. It was stinky and musky and it tasted a bit bird. I could feel it growing as he pushed it deep into my throat.



Greg Norman :"That's it you white gripe ! You jigaboo dick whore ! You like that dontcha ? Well this is how you're gon na pay me off ! I know a whole bunch of nigra that wouldn't mind getting some Edward Douglas White Jr. pussy. And you're gon na adapt them aren't you ? That's right you are ! You understanding what I'm saying ?"

I nodded again. This man was the scarey man I ever met. He was basically telling me that I would bear to sleep together and suckle more black men to pay him off for using his space, to suckle and bang smuggled men. I didn't know what to do or what to say. It was other break of day, very moody out, and this guy was very shivery. Not to note he had a fistful of my hair in his hands and his funky black cock was in my mouth. And to top it all off my pussy was getting very wet at the thought of More dark cock.

Jessye Norman :"Now here's what's gon na happen. After you swallow my nut, we gon na consider ourselves a little ride and you gon na put that pussy and ass back to work."



To be continued