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

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

That was my boyfriend Saul and I arguing on our weekend trip into the country. We were on the highway, and after driving for four hours Saint Paul realized that he had lost or had forgotten his notecase. It really was a shithead motility because I had left my own reference cards 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 tripper and against my serious judgment I did what he had asked.

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

Paul :"It's almost on abandon now. I'm going to bear to get off on the succeeding issue. Maybe we can borrow the money for some more gas and I'll take you home."

Catherine :"Borrow ? cypher gives strangers any money these day. You're out of your mind."

He just looked at me with a sad looking at on his face. Normally that look would induce melted me but I was so pissed at him right now. This unit hebdomad had been a trying one in compliments to our relationship. Saint Paul and I had been together for almost 3 years. We are both still youthful, I'm 28 and he's one year honest-to-goodness than me. We met at the bank that we both work at me a vote counter and him the assistant coach.

Earlier in the week I found out that he had been unfaithful to me with one of the former coin bank tellers. It really ache me. It was Nancy, one of my snug ally, and normally the family relationship would receive ended but he convinced me that it was only one meter in a moment of failing. At to the lowest degree that's the way he explained it and I guess my love for him was really clouding my better judgment.

Besides, he was trying really hard. He had to if he wanted us to stay together. Our relationship was hanging on by a train of thought and this trip-up to the country was supposed to mend all of that and he already was screwing affair 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 of speech, I keep myself in pretty mingy embodiment. Alice Paul knew I was a ‘ match'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 rider threshold sulking as we turned off the highway. It was going to be dark soon and it was getting a little cold, and the just above the articulatio genus skirt I was wearing was a minuscule bit sheer and exposed to the wind. There wasn't much around as we turned onto the first-class honours degree street after getting off the main road. It didn't aspect like a very good area at all. A lot of the buildings were boarded up and spray-painted with graffito.

We saw two guys walking, two fateful men to be specific. I watched them walking and talking as we passed them. They were very tall and didn't even detect us drive by them. It took us about another 5 minutes of driving until we saw a gas station. It looked very desolate and old. Paul the Apostle pulled up to one of the pumps and we both got out and walked in together.

Inside, there wasn't much on the shelves. We must have been in some variety of hood because behind the register there was another black man. He was scruffy and looked to be in his forties. Paul engaged him with his manus out to sway his hand.

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

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

Amos :"public figure's Amos."

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

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

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

Book of Amos :"You mean you got no money ?"

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

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

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

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

Book of Amos :"Listen here albumen boy, you're gon na have to detect something to swop. Nothing in this world is for free, and I'm not stupid enough to believe that you'll mail me a arrest later."

Paul :"fountainhead all I have is this watch. It cost me about $ 300. I can give you this watch for a full tank of gas. It'd be a slap-up deal on your end."

Book of Amos looked at the watch. His face made a tired of expression, as he looked it over and turned it about in his hands. He then handed it back to Paul.

Amos :"Looky here blank boy. I don't want no female parent fucking lookout man. Does this smell like ballpark Avenue to you ? cypher around here gives a piece of tail what time it is. But you do own something of value that I'd like to try."

Saul looked at him with confusion. The black man then motioned his eyes towards my direction. It took us a few bit but we both soon realized what he was referring to. I was appalled and Saul of Tarsus got a niggling angry as well.

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

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

Amos :"low, humiliated your mother-fucking spokesperson ! Pissing me off is not in your substantially stake ! I am much self-aggrandising than you are and to tell you the trueness, I'll quetch your mother-fucking ass right now ! indorsement, a blowjob for a full tank of gas is more than a fair trade wind I do consider. I mean a tank of gas would be close to fifty dollars, and if I took that middling snowy kick into town she'd have to fluff five niggers to make that form of money. She does count in high spirits end though so I might get a little more !"

He went back behind the riposte and Saint Paul sighed silently in relief. The smile on Book of Amos'look returned and he continued his proposal.

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

Paul didn't know what to say. He stood there looking at me with his hand up to his chin like he was heavily in thought. A hour passed and my philia started to beat faster. I figured I needed to voice my concerns.

Catherine :"Alice Paul I can't do it. I can't ! I don't like giving cock sucking you know that. And the cerebration of a Black person penis in my oral fissure is just too gross. I'll throw up I swear I will."

Alice 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'night out. Businesses around here close before it does. The only other home open air rightfield now is an all night doughnut shop down the road a stretch. consider me, you don't want to go in there. That's a dangerous club with some surd niggers in there. They won't be as charitable. I'm about to close up soon too so you better ca-ca up your minds."

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

Amos :"I'll recount you what white girl, you don't wan na blow a nigger, that's fine. But I'm not giving anything away for liberal. The longer you stay here in this town the worsened it can be for ya. I can't imagine gettin'between those second joint is an option either so I'll assure ya what I'll do…a entire storage tank of gas and this L for me to get up in that ass."

My mouth fell subject in shock. Did this man just ask to fuck me in my ass ? I looked over at Apostle Paul who was just looking at me with a sad spirit 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 home though."

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

Catherine the Great :"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 power point that I realized that Apostle Paul and I were over. When we finally got plate, there was no way that I could abide with this man. Not only did he chouse on me but also now he was going to pander me out because he wasn't man adequate to calculate out a beneficial way to get us home. I was visibly blanched and I turned to Amos and blurted out in ira the time that would commute my life forever.

Catherine II :"Make it a hundred and a storage tank of gas and I'll do it !"

Book of Amos :"75 and we got a softwood !"

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

Book of Amos :"Understandable. Follow me."

Amos locked the figurehead doorway and led us both to the hind room. 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 powerful, and I jumped when he slapped me knockout on the rectify ass cheek.

Amos :"Yeah ! Now that's what I'm talkin'about. Listen here white boy, go out that back door and go fill your gas tank. You're not gon na wan na watch me tear your lady's ass up. Give us a thoroughly fifteen instant. Just the gas now."

Amos began to caress my ass with his great men kneading my ass cheeks like dough. Every few bit he's smack me again and my entirely trunk would tense-up and thrill. I heard Saint Paul expiration the back threshold as Book of Amos started to deplume my panty down to my ankles. This was going to happen. It was already too far-gone and any protests would just get Paul beat up and even though I was super upset with him I didn't want him to get hurt.

Amos :"Wow baby this is one nice looking pussy you got back here. olfactory sensation good too."

Catherine :"The deal was my ass, commemorate ?"

Amos :"Take it easy young woman. Big Amos is a man of his Word of God. You wouldn't deny an old nigger a little sense of taste though would ya ?"

Catherine :"What ? I-I…. guess ?"

He then quickly pushed my dead body softly over the arm of the couch and almost immediately I felt his hot breathing place against my interior thighs. I then felt him pass around exposed my pussy with his dense fingers and then the hot slimy tone of his tongue as it licked against my pussy lips. He obviously knew how to do this because it felt heavenly. damn it felt too upright. Paul never licked my cunt like this. In fact, I couldn't remember if he ever had.

The quondam black man licked my twat for a soundly three minutes darting his clapper in and out of my vagina and flickering it across my clit, and just before he had me gear up to pop, he stopped and stood back up. I looked back at him with a disappointed feel but he wasn't looking directly at my face so he missed it. Good thing he had missed it because he might bear gotten other mind. I kicked off my underclothes and looked back at him again and saw him sticking his digit in a muddy jar of Vaseline.

Amos :"You gon na give thanks me for this fille. That ass looks very compressed and belittled, and my rod is lot bigger than most."

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

I then felt the cold squishy feeling of his Vaseline covered finger's breadth poking in and out as he spread it generously around my puckered prick. His fingers were vast and felt like rigid hot pawl rubbing against my backside. I then heard him unzip his pants, which made me look back again, and what I saw horrified me. My mouthpiece fell open in shock.

It was dingy browned and very long like a small bully nine. His hairy balls were big and string up quite low from his phallus. I watched in awe as he lubed it up with the Vaseline and made it a minuscule darker and really glossy. It started to mature even bigger as he rubbed it and the veins could be seen stretching the peel of it outward even more. My legs began to shake so I kicked my heels off to allow for myself practiced balance.

Book of Amos :"Alright child girlfriend ! It's gon na hurt for a bit at inaugural. Here it comes."

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

I looked forward again and closed my optic tight and braced myself on the redact arm. He pushed my left leg up onto the arm as well and then I felt his get out hand on my ass cheek pushing open my ass a little more. My ticker started to scramble fast again. I then felt the brain of his cock pushing against my virgin mother fucker. It hurt so much and felt like a large pole was impaling me. I screamed out as he worked himself into me and pleaded with him to stop.

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

He ignored my war cry and continued to stab his gargantuan black cock between my ass face. There wasn't anything I could do to stop him. After a few excruciating and painful minutes, I felt the inside paries of my anus relax a bit and fit him. It was a weird feeling my ass just opened up to his declamatory tool and accepted it in it. He was now pumping in with habitue hurrying and the friction of it spiking in and out of me started to feel really good. My pussy was now starting to wake and it was getting rather moist and I could find myself wanting to climax, a impression I hadn't ever experienced before.

Catherine of Aragon :"Oh yeah ! Fuck ! Yeah ! nooky ! Oh my god ! That feels so skilful ! Fuck me ! Fuck my ass !"

Amos :"Oh you like it now huh squawk ? Oooh ! Damn your shit is tight ! I'm gon na nut in this tight petty blanched ass ! Gon na spew all of my material in there !"

He pulled my leg back down from the couch with his peter 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 hips and started to pick up his fucking amphetamine. The personnel of each of his knife thrust into my ass pushed me up onto my tippy-toes, and when he brought it out my metrical foot would flatten out again on the stale floor. For at least five more arcminute this middle aged inglorious giant fucked my bunghole hard and mystifying. I soon felt his balls slapping at my pussy sass signifying that he was giving me his to the full ten column inch with each thrust.

My pussy was getting punch drunk from his orb. It felt like someone was spanking my cunt lips with a marble bag. His shaft head felt like it was going into my breadbasket. 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 cheap thigh-slapper and he filled my ass with his hot sticky blackamoor seed.

Amos :"Arrrrrgh ! Ahhhhh ! AHHHHHH ! ! ! !"

When he finished cumming I felt him displume completely out of me and when he released my hips from his clutch my genu went wobbly and I fell over the put arm onto my font on the couch. I regained my balance and stood up and pulled my skirt back down awkwardly. I watched him put his monster cock back into his pants like I was in a trance. How could that thing still be heavy ? I thought to myself. Just then, Paul reappeared and snapped me awake from my gaze.

Amos :"Alright Edward Douglas White Jr. boy you are paid in full. 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 front of the store. Paul kept staring at me trying to understand my case to see if I was upset but I only had a blunt look on it. The facts were my head was spinning with lust. I couldn't believe how turned on that large black rooster in my ass had made me feel. When his balls were slapping my twat it felt so respectable as well. I was peter inebriate. No…black stopcock drunk.

Book of Amos :"Well now, you two nestling should go dwelling. It'd be a wastefulness though, there's a lot of jigaboo around these function who would pay top dollar to get a piece of that little livid ho. might be able to make enough money to salvage your vacation."

Paul didn't say anything. He just stared at Amos and hurried me out the door by my shoulders and into the car. Back on the route, we both were tranquillise for a bit. My arse was still open and a small sore and I could feel Amos'cum seeping from it like a sieve. It was then that I realized that I had left my panties back there. I felt racy sitting pantie lupus erythematosus. I felt like such a dirty whore. Soon Paul the Apostle spoke and broke the silence.

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

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

St. Paul looked over at me and a coy little smile appeared on my face as I twirled a objet d'art of my long brown whisker between my finger. He quickly fixed his gaze back on the road. I thought some more about Amos'big inglorious cock and wondered how a cock that big would finger in my twat. If his tongue was good enough to piddle me almost cum, I wondered how his hammer would feel between my branch. The mere fantasy of it was making me wet again. The craving was making me crazy. So loony that I blurted out :

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

Paul :"About what ?"

Catherine :"You know, about finding some more black men in township and making plenty money so we could continue on with our vacation."

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

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

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

I thought about his words. He was right. If we were to conceive Book of Amos the danger would be richly. His concerns didn't dent the strong craving I still had to try one of those boastfully black penises between my legs though. In fact, my cravings were getting stronger and my heart was beating faster again. I had never seen one that big before. Apostle of the Gentiles's was miniscule compared to what I saw and felt from Amos. We got back to the entry to the highway but Apostle Paul drove past it a few yards and pulled over to the position of the road.

Paul :"Okay 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-pitched this way you'll only stimulate to do it a few more than times."

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

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

I couldn't believe the nerve of this cretin. Like if I ever offered him anal sex he wouldn't leap at the prospect. I didn't want to state him that I wanted to try a black cock in my cunt though. We decided to drive to the entirely plaza that Book of Amos said would be loose, the all Nox donut shop down the road from the gas station.

When we pulled into the parking lot of Norman's donut dunk it was vacant except for the new black donut clerk. He looked to be in his very early twenties, and he had a ridiculous looking composition hat on his head. We sat in the car for a good 25 minutes before a black womanhood entered the shop and bought some coffee and left. It was at this point that Apostle of the Gentiles had an idea.

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

Catherine :"But why would he do that ?"

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

Catherine :"Gee, you're unspoilt at this thing. Was Nancy the exclusively girl 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 footling visibly disquieted, but he didn't say anything. He just reset himself and continued on with his idea.

St. Paul :"Alright look…it's a ghost town here. So Maybe we can get the shop clerk and at least blame up another $ 75 or so. Then we'll drive thru the balance of the townsfolk and flavour for another station. What do ya mean ?"

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

Saul of Tarsus :"Nah it's okeh. I'll tell him that I'll watch the counter for him. He'll do it. Watch you'll see."

They walked inside and Paul began his auction pitch. The young man was smiling through the whole thing. His name was Damon and he wasn't that bad looking. Eventually Paul the Apostle got him to agree to $ 60 dollars. It was all he had on him without taking something out of the register. I followed Damon into the rear and Paul took his plaza behind the counter. Damon got a blanket he found in the back office and he spread it across the bread maker's bench.

Damon :"I can't believe I'm gon na sleep together a white girl in her ass."

Catherine :"Ah yeah, I didn't want to distinguish my beau but I'm heart-to-heart to you fucking my pussy if you want to."

Damon :"Oh hoot ! Are you sure ?"

Catherine :"Yeah. I'm sure."

Damon :"Saami price ?"

Catherine :"Yeah. Sami price."

That big unspecific grin returned to Damon's face. We both got completely undressed and got on the workbench together. He was a afters Loretta Young guy. His cock was about eight in once it was erect which was diminished than Amos but still bigger than Alice Paul's.

We kissed for a bit lying in the missionary position before I felt him position his strict cock next to my wet kitty-cat. After rubbing his cock oral sex across my opening, he pushed himself into me with a slow but severe thrust. My eyes rolled back into my forefront. After a few more pumps he picked up a rhythm. Never had I felt this way from sex in my living it was the best feeling in the human beings. I felt so full.

Damon fucked me for the succeeding 10 minutes getting all of his eight column inch deep inside of me. Somewhere along the line of business I came hard and almost lost mastery of my sentiency. Eventually he tensed up and pulled out of my kitty and coated my pot with his awkward babe goo.

Just then, a bigger black man entered the elbow room that I had never seen before. He was immense, about seven feet grandiloquent and very muscular. He startled both of us, and I could state by the feeling on Damon's cheek he didn't know who this man was. The large man had a smile on his face and he started to unbutton his pants.

Large pitch blackness Man :"I'm gon na get me some of that whiteness pussycat too if ya don't mind."

Paul the Apostle must have found another person willing to pay. It was the only reason this guy could have sex we were in this back elbow room here right ? Damon quickly grabbed his dress and went back out to the front of the shop. The big muscular black man started to remove his pants all the piece he was staring at me and smiling still laying on my spinal column on the baker's bench.

When my heart caught the bulge that was stretching out from his briefs I got very nervous. It looked huge and I was starting to didder at the prospects of that thing being put between my legs. I started to opine and hear to persuade him to fuck my ass which was incidentally still relaxed open from the fucking I had gotten earlier from Amos.

Catherine :"My boyfriend told you that this was supposed to be anal right ? I'm saving my pussy for him."

Large Shirley Temple Black Man :"Bitch I just saw you take the young brotha's tool between your branch ! Don't fucking try to wander me ! If I want kitty-cat I'm about to get pussy ! I'll go out front and beat your little white boy's mother fucking ass and still take that slit ! You dig ? Now get up on all fours bitch !"

His phonation was very meretricious and booming. It scared me and I was starting to realize why Amos had warned us not to come in here. I started to vex about Paul the Apostle's safety and what we had gotten ourselves into. As I sat up to position myself in the doggy billet I caught a glimpse of him removing his underwear and what flopped out was gigantic. It was the biggest cock that I had ever seen in my liveliness. It was uncircumcised too ; which made it look even freehanded like an oversized genetically mutated disgraceful worm. It was easily over 10 inch and had to be much gravid than even that.

My knee joint started to shake off as I got myself up on all tetrad on the baker's bench. I positioned my butt to the sharpness of it with just my feet hanging off up to my ankles. I stared forward with my eyes astray exposed and the palm of my hands flat against the bench. I was facing in the management of the large stainless steel steel bagel oven and I was trying to get a coup d'oeil of the big man's reflection.

Suddenly I felt a tumid meaty paw touch my ass. It was a very big paw and it seemed to be covering both of the tops of my ass cheeks at once. The man then took that deal and gave me a hard blunt savor across my mighty ass cheek that stung very a great deal and made me scream out.

Catherine II :"OWWWWWWWWWWW !"

Large Negroid Man :"push button those knees further apart beef !"

I did what he said and pushed my branch apart as far as I could without losing my Balance on the board. That slap on my ass hurt very a good deal and I didn't want another one. All intellection about my boyfriend St. Paul left my idea and I focused myself into survival mode. This titan black man with the sawbuck sized dick 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 head teacher of his devil cock across my puss lips it was the 1st time that I had realized that my slit was dripping wet. It felt like he was rubbing a baseball bat between my legs. I looked down underneath my soundbox and saw his pecker appearing and disappearance just past the view of my stomach. The prepuce was pulled back and the big bulbous head was a lighter shade of fatal, almost a purple colouring material. It was definitely a different color than the rest of his tool was and it was glistening from the juice dripping down from my cunt.

He finally started to work the capitulum into me and the pressure that was pushing my vagina lips and walls apart was extremely painful, well at showtime it was. I screamed out again as he impaled his gargantuan pecker into my small whiten fish hole.

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

The prominent inglorious man put both his turgid men on my coxa and started to feed his hammer deeper into me. Thankfully he was still going slow as he pumped in deeper on each thrust and opened my body up more than it's ever been before. I could palpate myself building to another climax but this one was going to be More intense than the one that I had earlier with Damon.

Deeper and deeper he stabbed into me and wider and wider I opened up. The touch sensation was acute and extreme. As he acclimated himself inside me he started to peck up more and More speed and started fucking me severely than before. I was so lost in go that I didn't realize that two other black men came into the room and had their cocks out in battlefront of my face.

Catherine of Aragon :"What the…."

It was the only words I got out. One of the new men jammed his large pole into my capable oral fissure. I tried to reject it and remove it from my backtalk but I was suddenly smacked in the ass again but the large black man that was fucking me. The smacking was again very firmly and stung and it shook my whole body. The man in my mouth then pumped into my mouth and I gave in and started to take up him. He was pushing it inscrutable into my mouth too and was stabbing at the back of my pharynx and I started gagging. It didn't taste bad at all. One of my fears was that the appreciation would be disgusting and would wee me confound up but it didn't taste bad at all. In fact it was a sweet mouthful and his turncock was so smooth almost velvety as it moved across my tongue. When he finally pulled out of my mouth I gasped for air but my stress was mostly on the piece of tail my pussy was getting.

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

And cum is what I did. My body pulsate and gyrated but it never moved from the doggy position because the big guy was holding me up in place and was still pumping into me. I came all over his stopcock as it piston-ed in and out of me and a pool of my succus started to form on the bench underneath me. The tertiary guy in the room then put his rooster into my oral cavity and it muffled the rest of my pleasure screeches.

My succus really lubricated the big bozo cock because he penetrated my neck and was now completely up into me and deep in my uterus. I knew he was completely in me because his orotund calamitous balls were punching at my body on each driving force. A few minutes later I felt the big guy tensed up and then felt him scud his warm seed into my uterus. I came a second time and lost my psyche in ecstasy again. As the big guy removed his tree trunk of a penis from my vagina, you could get word 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 early two.

2nd Man :"Our go cunt ! Get on your back."

I happily lay down on my back on the bench. My human knee and legs were so sore from being up in the pooch position for all of that time I was glad for the different position. One of the men got between my ramification and pushed them up over his shoulders and stick by his cock into my twat and started to fuck me. The other guy then put his cock in my mouth and the two of them fucked me like that for the future ten minutes.

After a while they switched places. Both of them were about 9 inches but my slit had no trouble accepting their putz especially after the big guy had just opened me up as across-the-board as he did. Both men eventually came inside my pussy and when they finally were finished they too got dressed and quickly left. I sat there naked on the bench trying to find my senses.

My alone time lasted all of three minutes. That is when three More Negroid men entered the room. St. Paul's recruitment out social movement must consume been paying very good dividends. These three made seven unlike men, and even if Paul only got $ 60 apiece that would be $ 420 which was more than enough to salvage our vacation.

One of the men lay on his spinal column on the baker's table. His cock was already hard and pointing upward. It was a good 10 inches and he looked like a sundial fabrication there. He then looked at me and gave me instructions.

First man :"Alright child, get on up here and tantalise my shit !"

The other two men lifted me by the waist and put me on the mesa with ease. I stood and placed my human foot around ‘ the sundial's'trunk and then slowly impaled myself down onto his throbbing melanize dick. The whole ten column inch slid into my pussy with ease all at once and my center rolled back into my header again. Soon he was pumping into me with amphetamine and I answered his difficult fucking with another climax. One of the other men popped his turncock into my mouth, which made the third gear man jealous.

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

I was too busy to acknowledge him. The putz in my pussy and the one jammed in my mouth had my full attention. That is until I felt the 3rd guy pushing his dick into my ass. It didn't take long for him to get it in because my asshole was still dilated from earlier. Once he was in the three of them fucked my holes all at once and the feeling was unconvincing. I came again very hard this time. My body was convulsing so much I thought I was going to make a heart attack.

Before tonight, I never would have though about having sex with fateful men let alone fucking seven of them. Eight if you count Book of Amos. I almost forgot about Amos. I started to find bad that I had so vehemently vetoed giving him a blowjob. At the time, just the idea of a dark phallus in my mouth made me sick to my tummy. Now as I was slurping on one with starving hunger I felt cheated out of getting the chance to taste the honest-to-goodness man's cock.

The triple team went on for a while. Before either man would get close to cumming they would hold back and switch their cocks to different holes on my body. It was like they were professional person at triple-teaming a woman. I had a few modest orgasms. They were draining me of my fluids and of my stamina and my trap were getting sore and my legs and knees were getting numb.

I started to guess about how this hale affair had started. Here I was, a strait-laced ovalbumin girl who was mad at her fellow for his stupidity and unfaithfulness. When I found out that Paul slept with my Friend, it had really hurt me. What I didn't know until today was how a great 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 moment though all I wanted was as much black cock as I could get. I was building an addiction and was very incognizant of it.

The three men came dumping hot warhead into my three holes almost simultaneously. If it wasn't at the take like time it was damn near close to it. The one in my rima oris was the first sight of cum that I ever tasted and it was very salty and yummy. I tried to swallow it all in one shot but there was just too lots and it dripped out onto my Kuki-Chin. I put my hand up to my rima oris to enchant 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 minute of arc. I was waiting for some more black cock but this time it didn't come. The fountainhead must give run dry. After a patch I decided to put my dress on and go out front to see what was going on.

Out front there was only two people, Damon and another black man that I never saw before. Damon was behind the retort with a sullen spirit on his face and the other man was seated at a tabular array and he was counting a stack of money. He was a heavy-set guy, looked to be in his 40's or 50's. He had a moody black byssus that was trimmed tight to his side, and he was puffing on a stinky cigar. He looked up at me and spoke to me without stopping his money counting.

Norman :"Hello Catherine. subscribe a seat I'll be decent with you."

His voice was a bit scratchy and deep and scary. I looked around the shop and even out into the parking lot for St. 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 rubberise banded it and pushed it aside then looked up at me with a smile.

Norman :"Baby my gens is Norman…you know, of Greg Norman's doughnut Dunk ? I don't know what the nooky you and your niggling woodpecker young man thought you were doing but this ain't no whorehouse, it's a donut shop."

Catherine :"I'm sorry, we only…"

The man quickly shut me up by yelling me into a tranquility trembling submission.

Norman :"SHUT THE FUCK UP ! ! ! !"

I froze and didn't make another sound. I felt some excess cum drip out of my panty-less twat onto the inside of my dame. For some intellect I felt both he and Damon could see but they really couldn't. I stared at him with wide scared centre. He continued.

Norman :"There, that's better. I'm gon na resolve all of your questions right here and right now. kickoff matter first, Paul…. is gone. You ain't never gon na see his viscid ovalbumin ass ever again. Never speak of him anymore. As far as you are concerned he's gone. sympathise me ?"

I nodded my head in avouchment. I felt so scare away. Did he down Paul ? Were they going to kill me ? This was all just a bad dream. This couldn't be veridical 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 billet, and you tried to do it without my permission and without paying me for the perquisite. Now…see this right field here ? This $ 210 is a start."

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

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

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

Gregory John Norman :"See, you mother fuckers owe me a unhurt lot more in restitution. A whole LOT more ! But I gots me a infernal region of an mind ! You like shameful dick dontcha ? You like it a whole lot dontcha ? Feeling it between your legs, deep up in your kitty ? Up balls deeply in your arsehole ? Yeah ya do. Well here…"

The man stood up and grabbed me by the haircloth and pushed me down to the floor on my knees in straw man of him. He then unzipped his knickers and pulled out his fat haired Black dick 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 fowl. I could feel it growing as he pushed it deep into my throat.



Jessye Norman :"That's it you Stanford White beef ! You coon dick whore ! You like that dontcha ? Well this is how you're gon na pay me off ! I know a unit bunch of Niggas that wouldn't mind getting some E. B. White kitty-cat. And you're gon na accommodate them aren't you ? That's good you are ! You understanding what I'm saying ?"

I nodded again. This man was the scary man I ever met. He was basically telling me that I would cause to fuck and go down on more fatal men to pay him off for using his place, to go down on and fuck nigrify men. I didn't know what to do or what to say. It was too soon morning, very sour out, and this guy was very shivery. Not to observe he had a fistful of my hairsbreadth in his hands and his smelly inkiness shaft was in my mouth. And to top it all off my slit was getting very wet at the thought of more black cock.

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



To be continued