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

Saul of Tarsus :"I'm lamentable 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 trip into the country. We were on the main road, and after driving for four hours Alice Paul realized that he had lost or had forgotten his pocketbook. It really was a muttonhead move because I had left my own credit bill of fare 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 amend judgment I did what he had asked.

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

Paul :"It's almost on discharge now. I'm going to deliver to get off on the next expiration. Maybe we can adopt the money for some Sir Thomas More gas and I'll take you home."

Catherine :"Borrow ? Nobody gives strangers any money these days. You're out of your mind."

He just looked at me with a sad aspect on his grimace. Normally that look would take melted me but I was so pissed at him right now. This unscathed week had been a trying one in regards to our kinship. Saul and I had been together for almost 3 years. We are both still vernal, I'm 28 and he's one yr onetime than me. We met at the bank that we both work at me a teller and him the help manager.

Earlier in the workweek I found out that he had been unfaithful to me with one of the early bank bank clerk. It really hurt me. It was Nancy, one of my close Friend, and normally the human relationship would sustain ended but he convinced me that it was only one time in a import of failing. At least 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 ribbon and this tripper to the country was supposed to bushel all of that and he already was screwing thing 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 name, I keep myself in pretty tight physique. Paul knew I was a ‘ catch'and he was afraid that he was going to fall back me because of a pillock mistake.

I sat with my knee joint together facing towards the passenger door sulking as we turned off the highway. It was going to be moody soon and it was getting a lilliputian common cold, and the just above the stifle wench I was wearing was a little bit sheer and exposed to the malarky. There wasn't much around as we turned onto the first street after getting off the highway. It didn't tone like a very skilful expanse at all. A lot of the building were boarded up and spray-painted with graffito.

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

inside, there wasn't much on the shelf. We must have been in some form of cowling because behind the register there was another black man. He was scruffy and looked to be in his forties. Saint Paul engaged him with his manus out to shake his hand.

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

The man reluctantly shook his hand and looked at us with mix-up. Saint Paul's manus looked much smaller in comparison.

Book of Amos :"Name's Amos."

Saul :"H-Hi…Amos. mind my friend ; 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 place. I suggest you go fill up."

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

Amos :"You mean you got no money ?"

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

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

Saul of Tarsus :"One with a gist ? I'd send you the money in a few days. You have my word."

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

Amos :"Listen here albumen boy, you're gon na have to notice something to sell. Nothing in this world is for unblock, and I'm not stupid enough to believe that you'll mail me a stoppage later."

Saul of Tarsus :"wellspring all I have is this watch. It cost me about $ 300. I can throw you this ticker for a full cooler of gas. It'd be a slap-up deal on your end."

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

Amos :"Looky here White boy. I don't want no female parent fucking watch. Does this look like Mungo Park Avenue to you ? nonentity around here gives a fuck what time it is. But you do let something of value that I'd like to try."

Paul looked at him with confusion. The shameful man then motioned his optic towards my direction. It took us a few mo but we both soon realized what he was referring to. I was appalled and Paul got a little angry as well.

Saul :"No way ! Are you demented ? You want to jazz my girl ? ? ? I can't let you do that ! I can't !"

Amos came around the counter and got up into Alice Paul's face. He looked twice his size. I started to shake in concern and Paul looked very pall as well.

Amos :"offset, scurvy your mother-fucking voice ! Pissing me off is not in your best interest ! I am much swelled than you are and to order you the the true, I'll kick your mother-fucking ass right now ! Second, a blowjob for a full tank of gas is to a greater extent than a reasonable craft I do believe. I mean a tank of gas would be close to fifty dollars, and if I took that middling flannel bitch into town she'd have to bollix five spade to construct that kind of money. She does look high end though so I might get a little More !"

He went back behind the counter and Saul sighed silently in relief. The grin on Book of Amos'typeface returned and he continued his proposal.

Amos :"It all comes down to how bad you two want to go home ? gas 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 mean about ? The little lady gets on her knees 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 mitt up to his chin like he was heavily in thought. A minute passed and my heart started to beat faster. I figured I needed to vocalize my concerns.

Catherine :"Saul of Tarsus I can't do it. I can't ! I don't like giving blowjobs you know that. And the thought of a melanise penis in my oral cavity is just too gross. I'll throw up I swear I will."

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

Amos :"There isn't. I told ya it's getting'dark out. concern around here close before it does. The only other place open right now is an all night donut shop down the road a stretching. trust me, you don't want to go in there. That's a dangerous nightspot with some hard niggers in there. They won't be as good-hearted. I'm about to close up soon too so you intimately make up your minds."

I started to cry and Paul hugged me and consoled me. I really didn't want to ball up this magnanimous pitch-black man but as the sun was disappearing outside there wasn't any alternatives. Amos sensed our desperation and upped the anti a bit.

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

My sass fell open in seismic disturbance. Did this man just ask to have it away me in my ass ? I looked over at Paul who was just looking at me with a sad looking at on his face again. It was almost like he was contemplating agreeing to the offer.

Paul :"honey I'm sorry. It might be the exclusively way we can get back rest home though."

All of my respect for him went right out the windowpane. This wasn't a man. This was a imperfect 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 girl having sex with another man ?"

It was at this percentage point that I realized that Paul and I were over. When we finally got family, there was no way that I could detain with this man. Not only did he cheat on me but also now he was going to pimp me out because he wasn't man enough to picture out a better way to get us home. I was visibly bloodless and I turned to Amos and blurted out in anger the sentence that would convert my sprightliness forever.

Catherine :"Make it a century and a tankful of gas and I'll do it !"

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

Catherine of Aragon :"Alright…I guesswork. At this point I just want to get nursing home. 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."

Amos locked the figurehead room access and led us both to the back way. There was an oil-stained couch back there. He took me by the mitt and turned me around and raised the back of my skirt to reveal my skimpy panty-clad seat. He was very powerful, and I jumped when he slapped me hard on the right ass cheek.

Book of Amos :"Yeah ! Now that's what I'm talkin'about. Listen here Edward D. White boy, go out that back threshold and go fill your gas armored combat vehicle. You're not gon na wan na determine me tear your Lady's ass up. Give us a full fifteen minutes. Just the gas now."

Amos began to caress my ass with his with child hired hand kneading my ass impertinence like dough. Every few endorsement he's smack me again and my whole consistency would tense-up and thrill. I heard Saint Paul going the back doorway as Book of Amos started to pull up my pantie down to my mortise joint. This was going to befall. It was already too far-gone and any protestation would just get Paul beat up and even though I was passing upset with him I didn't want him to get hurt.

Amos :"Wow baby this is one dainty looking pussy you got back here. Smells proficient too."

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

Amos :"Take it easy girlfriend. Big Amos is a man of his word. You wouldn't deny an old jigaboo a minuscule gustatory sensation though would ya ?"

Catherine II :"What ? I-I…. guess ?"

He then quickly pushed my body softly over the arm of the lounge and almost immediately I felt his hot breath against my inner thigh. I then felt him circularise open my kitty with his buddy-buddy finger's breadth and then the hot slimy spirit of his spit as it licked against my pussy lips. He obviously knew how to do this because it felt heavenly. anathemise it felt too skillful. Paul never licked my pussy like this. In fact, I couldn't commemorate if he ever had.

The older black man licked my slit 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 defeated look but he wasn't looking directly at my face so he missed it. Good thing he had missed it because he might have gotten former ideas. I kicked off my underwear and looked back at him again and saw him sticking his fingers in a contaminating jar of Vaseline.

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

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

I then felt the cold squashy feeling of his Vaseline covered fingers poking in and out as he spread it generously around my puckered asshole. His fingers were vast and felt like rigid hot dogs rubbing against my backside. I then heard him unzip his pants, which made me front back again, and what I saw horrified me. My mouth fell open in shock.

It was dark brown and very long like a small bully club. His hairy nut were big and hung quite low from his penis. I watched in awe as he lubed it up with the Vaseline and made it a piddling darker and really shiny. It started to grow even bigger as he rubbed it and the veins could be seen stretching the skin of it outward even more. My ramification began to sway so I kicked my blackguard off to grant myself sound balance.

Book of Amos :"Alright sister girl ! It's gon na anguish for a bit at first. Here it comes."

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

I looked forward again and closed my eyes tight and braced myself on the sofa arm. He pushed my left hand leg up onto the arm as well and then I felt his provide mitt on my ass cheek pushing open my ass a little more. My heart started to beat fast again. I then felt the head of his putz pushing against my virgin asshole. It hurt so often and felt like a heavy pole 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 stop ! I changed my head !"

He ignored my yell and continued to stab his giant melanise stopcock between my ass cheeks. There wasn't anything I could do to stop him. After a few excruciating and afflictive moment, I felt the inside bulwark of my anus relax a bit and accommodate him. It was a weird tone my ass just opened up to his large tool and accepted it in it. He was now pumping in with steady speed and the friction of it spiking in and out of me started to feel really good. My cunt was now starting to awake and it was getting rather moist and I could finger myself wanting to climax, a feeling I hadn't ever experienced before.

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

Amos :"Oh you like it now huh bitch ? Oooh ! Damn your shit is blind drunk ! I'm gon na nut in this slopped trivial white ass ! Gon na puke all of my clobber in there !"

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

My kitty-cat was getting biff inebriate from his clod. It felt like person was spanking my puss lip with a marble bag. His pecker 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 putz pulsating and he let out a cheap sidesplitter and he filled my ass with his hot sticky inkiness seed.

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

When he finished cumming I felt him root for completely out of me and when he released my hips from his grip my genu went wobbly and I fell over the couch arm onto my face on the lounge. I regained my equaliser and stood up and pulled my skirt back down awkwardly. I watched him put his monster cock back into his knickers like I was in a trance. How could that affair still be hard ? I thought to myself. Just then, Paul the Apostle reappeared and snapped me awake from my gaze.

Amos :"Alright white boy you are paid in wide. Here's your $ 75 little ma'am. Now get the shag 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 read my face to see if I was upset but I only had a numb look on it. The facts were my head was spinning with lust. I couldn't believe how turned on that tumid lightlessness prick in my ass had made me sense. When his orchis were slapping my puss it felt so good as well. I was dick drunk. No…black tool drunk.

Amos :"Well now, you two kids should go home plate. It'd be a permissive waste though, there's a lot of niggers around these parts who would pay top dollar to get a slice of that footling white ho. Might be able to hit decent money to save your vacation."

St. Paul didn't say anything. He just stared at Amos and hurried me out the doorway by my shoulders and into the car. Back on the road, we both were tranquillise for a bit. My asshole was still undecided and a fiddling sore and I could feel Amos'cum seeping from it like a sieve. It was then that I realized that I had left my step-in back there. I felt naughty sitting panty less. I felt like such a dirty lady of pleasure. Soon Paul spoke and broke the silence.

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

Catherine :"Well, we needed the money didn't we ? And there wasn't anything else we could do. And to tell the true statement, 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 case as I twirled a piece of my farseeing brown hair between my fingers. He quickly fixed his gaze back on the route. I thought some more about Amos'big black cock and wondered how a cock that big would experience in my cunt. If his tongue was good enough to make up me almost cum, I wondered how his cock would feel between my legs. The mere fantasy of it was making me wet again. The craving was making me loony. So brainsick that I blurted out :

Catherine II :"What do mean about what he said ?"

Paul :"About what ?"

Catherine II :"You know, about finding some more calamitous men in townspeople and making plenty money so we could keep on on with our vacation."

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

Catherine the Great :"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 ally. And you owe me for making me take a black dick in my ass."

Apostle of the Gentiles :"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 profits. And you heard Amos it might be dangerous if we stay around here."

I thought about his word of honor. He was right. If we were to believe Amos the danger would be high. His business concern didn't dent the strong craving I still had to try one of those large grim penises between my branch though. In fact, my cravings were getting stronger and my heart was beating faster again. I had never seen one that big before. Alice Paul's was miniscule compared to what I saw and felt from Amos. We got back to the entrance to the highway but Paul drove past it a few pace and pulled over to the side of meat of the road.

Paul the Apostle :"Okay listen. If you really require to do this…

Catherine :"Oh I really do."

Paul :"Well…we've got to be smarting about it. I'll do all of the talking and we will buck high this way you'll only cause to do it a few more times."

Catherine :"Do you think we could get more money ? I mean, Book of Amos might ingest been willing 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 cretin. Like if I ever offered him anal sex he wouldn't saltation at the prospect. I didn't want to tell him that I wanted to try a black cock in my pussy though. We decided to drive to the only place that Book of Amos said would be open, the all nighttime doughnut shop down the route from the gas station.

When we pulled into the parking lot of Greg Norman's doughnut dunk shot it was vacant except for the youth black donut clerk. He looked to be in his very ahead of time twenties, and he had a ridiculous looking paper hat on his head. We sat in the car for a practiced 25 minutes before a total darkness woman entered the shop and bought some coffee and left. It was at this head that Paul had an idea.

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

Catherine :"But why would he do that ?"

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

Catherine II :"Gee, you're good at this thing. Was Nancy the only 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 little visibly upset, but he didn't say anything. He just reset himself and continued on with his idea.

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

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

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

They walked inside and Alice Paul began his auction pitch. The untried man was smiling through the unhurt thing. His public figure was Damon and he wasn't that bad looking. Eventually Alice Paul got him to concord to $ 60 dollars. It was all he had on him without taking something out of the register. I followed Damon into the back and Paul the Apostle took his station behind the riposte. Damon got a blanket he found in the back office and he spread it across the baker's bench.

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

Catherine :"Ah yeah, I didn't want to enjoin my boyfriend but I'm exposed to you fucking my kitty-cat if you want to."

Damon :"Oh darn ! Are you sure ?"

Catherine II :"Yeah. I'm sure."

Damon :"Same Mary Leontyne Price ?"

Catherine of Aragon :"Yeah. Same price."

That big panoptic smile returned to Damon's cheek. We both got completely unclad and got on the work bench together. He was a unfermented Brigham Young guy. His rooster was about eight inches once it was erect which was smaller than Amos but still great than Paul's.

We kissed for a bit lying in the missioner place before I felt him position his rigid prick next to my wet pussy. After rubbing his cock psyche across my opening night, he pushed himself into me with a retard but hard jabbing. My eye rolled back into my head. After a few more pumps he picked up a calendar method. Never had I felt this way from sex in my lifespan it was the best tone in the public. 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 strain I came hard and almost lost mastery of my senses. Eventually he tensed up and pulled out of my pussy and coated my tummy with his sticky infant goo.

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

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

Paul must have got found another person willing to pay. It was the simply grounds this guy could know we were in this back room here right ? Damon quickly grabbed his apparel and went back out to the presence of the shop. The big muscular mordant man started to take away his pants all the while he was staring at me and smiling still laying on my back on the baker's bench.

When my eyes caught the gibbousness that was stretching out from his Jockey shorts I got very nervous. It looked huge and I was starting to shake at the prospects of that affair being put between my legs. I started to think and tried to persuade him to jazz my ass which was incidentally still relaxed candid from the piece of ass 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 Black Man :"Bitch I just saw you take the young brotha's putz between your branch ! Don't fucking try to wander me ! If I want slit I'm about to get pussy ! I'll go out front and beat your piffling Stanford White boy's mother fucking ass and STILL deal that twat ! You dig ? Now get up on all fours bitch !"

His representative was very loud and booming. It scared me and I was starting to realize why Book of Amos had warned us not to amount here. I started to interest about Paul's rubber and what we had gotten ourselves into. As I sat up to posture myself in the doggy position I caught a coup d'oeil of him removing his underwear and what flopped out was mammoth. It was the self-aggrandising cock that I had ever seen in my lifetime. It was uncircumcised too ; which made it look even bigger like an oversized genetically mutated black worm. It was easily over 10 column inch and had to be much bigger than even that.

My human knee started to didder as I got myself up on all 4 on the baker's workbench. I positioned my rump to the edge of it with just my feet hanging off up to my ankle. I stared forward with my oculus wide of the mark unfastened and the palms of my hands flat against the Bench. I was facing in the direction of the gravid stainless steel bagel oven and I was trying to get a glimpse of the big man's reflection.

Suddenly I felt a large meaty paw touch my ass. It was a very big hand and it seemed to be covering both of the tops of my ass impertinence at once. The man then took that hand and gave me a hard blunt savour across my rightfield ass cheek that stung very much and made me holler out.

Catherine of Aragon :"OWWWWWWWWWWW !"

Large black Man :"Push those human knee further apart kick !"

I did what he said and pushed my legs apart as far as I could without losing my rest on the table. That smack on my ass spite very very much and I didn't want another one. All thoughts about my boyfriend Apostle of the Gentiles left my psyche and I focused myself into endurance mode. This giant total darkness man with the horse cavalry sized putz 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 point of his ogre shaft across my kitty backtalk it was the foremost time that I had realized that my snatch was dripping wet. It felt like he was rubbing a baseball game bat between my legs. I looked down underneath my trunk and saw his stopcock appearing and disappearance just past the opinion of my belly. The foreskin was pulled back and the big bulb-shaped head was a tripping wraith of black, almost a purplish color. It was definitely a different vividness than the residual of his tool was and it was glistening from the juice dripping down from my cunt.

He finally started to work the head into me and the pressure that was pushing my vagina lips and walls apart was extremely painful, well at first it was. I screamed out again as he impaled his titan cock into my small bloodless 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 with child hands on my articulatio coxae and started to feed his cock deeper into me. Thankfully he was still going irksome as he pumped in deeper on each thrust and opened my physical structure up more than than it's ever been before. I could palpate myself building to another climax but this one was going to be more acute than the one that I had earlier with Damon.

Deeper and deeper he stabbed into me and wider and wider I opened up. The feeling was intense and extremum. As he acclimated himself inside me he started to pick up More and more stop number and started fucking me severe than before. I was so lost in ecstasy that I didn't realize that two other Black person men came into the elbow room and had their putz out in front of my face.

Catherine :"What the…."

It was the only words I got out. One of the new men jammed his large pole into my open back talk. I tried to turn away it and remove it from my mouth but I was suddenly smacked in the ass again but the large black man that was fucking me. The smack was again very punishing and stung and it shook my whole body. The man in my mouth then pumped into my lip and I gave in and started to suck in him. He was pushing it late into my mouth too and was stabbing at the backrest of my throat and I started gagging. It didn't taste bad at all. One of my reverence was that the taste would be disgusting and would make believe me throw up but it didn't mouthful bad at all. In fact it was a sweet-scented taste and his cock 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 centering was mostly on the fucking 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 pulsed 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 cock as it piston-ed in and out of me and a pool of my juices started to imprint on the bench underneath me. The third base guy in the room then put his rooster into my sassing and it muffled the eternal rest of my pleasure screeches.

My juices really lubricated the big guy wire peter because he penetrated my cervix and was now completely up into me and deep in my uterus. I knew he was completely in me because his large black balls were punching at my body on each thrust. A few minutes later I felt the big guy tensed up and then felt him take his warm seeded player into my uterus. I came a second meter and lost my creative thinker in ecstasy again. As the big guy removed his tree bole of a penis from my vagina, you could hear the air escaping and it sounded like I was farting out of my puss. We all smiled and laughed together at the fatuousness of it all. The big guy then put his pants on and left me with the other two.

2nd Man :"Our tour Bitch ! Get on your back."

I happily lay down on my back on the bench. My knee and legs were so sore from being up in the doggy locating for all of that time I was sword lily for the different position. One of the men got between my wooden leg and pushed them up over his shoulders and deposit his hammer into my slit and started to do it me. The other guy then put his cock in my mouth and the two of them fucked me like that for the next ten minutes.

After a patch they switched places. Both of them were about 9 inches but my twat 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 pussy and when they finally were finished they too got dressed and quickly left. I sat there naked on the bench trying to regain my senses.

My alone time lasted all of three minutes. That is when three more fatal men entered the room. Saul's enlisting out presence 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 salvage our vacation.

One of the men lay on his rachis on the baker's mesa. His prick was already heavy and pointing upward. It was a adept 10 inches and he looked like a sundial fabrication there. He then looked at me and gave me instructions.

number 1 man :"Alright babe, get on up here and ride my shit !"

The early two men lifted me by the shank and put me on the table with simplicity. I stood and placed my invertebrate foot around ‘ the sundial's'torso and then slowly impaled myself down onto his throbbing bleak tool. The whole ten column inch slid into my pussy with ease all at once and my eyes rolled back into my head again. Soon he was pumping into me with speed and I answered his intemperate fucking with another orgasm. One of the former men popped his cock into my back talk, which made the third gear man jealous.

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

I was too in use to acknowledge him. The cock in my kitty and the one jammed in my mouth had my full phase of the moon attention. 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 shit was still dilated from sooner. Once he was in the three of them fucked my holes all at once and the notion was incredible. I came again very hard this sentence. My body was convulsing so much I thought I was going to receive a ticker attack.

Before tonight, I never would have though about having sex with black-market men let alone fucking seven of them. Eight if you count Amos. I almost forgot about Book of Amos. I started to feel bad that I had so vehemently vetoed giving him a blowjob. At the time, just the cerebration of a black member in my sassing made me sick to my abdomen. Now as I was slurping on one with starving hunger I felt cheated out of getting the chance to taste the sure-enough man's cock.

The triple team went on for a while. Before either man would get close to cumming they would finish and throw their cocks to dissimilar holes on my body. It was like they were professionals at triple-teaming a fair sex. I had a few smaller orgasms. They were draining me of my fluids and of my toughness and my holes were getting sore and my legs and knees were getting numb.

I started to recollect about how this totally matter had started. Here I was, a prudish clean girl who was mad at her swain for his stupidity and unfaithfulness. When I found out that Paul slept with my admirer, it had really hurt me. What I didn't know until today was how much it was going to alter me. I thought I had everything. A young snowy girlfriend who thought she knew what she had wanted in this humans. 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 unaware of it.

The three men came dumping hot loads into my three yap almost simultaneously. If it wasn't at the claim same prison term it was damn near close to it. The one in my mouth was the first off batch of cum that I ever tasted and it was very salty and yummy. I tried to withdraw it all in one snap but there was just too much and it dripped out onto my Chin. I put my deal up to my mouth to trip up 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 work bench and rested for a few minutes. I was waiting for some more mordant stopcock but this time it didn't semen. The wellspring must take run dry. After a while I decided to put my dress on and go out front to see what was going on.

Out front there was only two citizenry, Damon and another Black man that I never saw before. Damon was behind the rejoinder with a sullen look on his side and the early man was seated at a table 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 dour melanize face fungus that was trimmed tight to his fount, 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. Take a seat I'll be right with you."

His voice was a bit grating and deeply and scarey. I looked around the shop class and even out into the parking lot for 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 :"infant my public figure is Norman…you know, of Norman's Donut Dunk ? I don't know what the shag you and your piffling woodpecker boyfriend cerebration you were doing but this ain't no bawdyhouse, it's a donut shop."

Catherine :"I'm sorry, we only…"

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

Norman :"SHUT THE piece of ass UP ! ! ! !"

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

Jessye Norman :"There, that's better. I'm gon na answer all of your questions right here and right now. First things first, Paul…. is gone. You ain't never gon na see his gummy white ass ever again. Never speak of him anymore. As far as you are concerned he's gone. infer me ?"

I nodded my fountainhead in affirmation. I felt so scared. Did he kill Alice Paul ? Were they going to kill me ? This was all just a bad aspiration. This couldn't be real could it ? The scary bearded man continued.

Greg Norman :"See I don't tending 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 license and without paying me for the privilege. Now…see this right here ? This $ 210 is a start."

He held up the stack of money. postponement, $ 210 ? I fucked seven guy rope, that's a very low aggregate. Obviously Paul the Apostle wasn't as good a salesman as I thought he was.

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

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

Jessye Norman :"See, you mother fuckers owe me a unanimous lot more in restitution. A whole LOT more than ! But I gots me a Hades of an idea ! You like black shaft dontcha ? You like it a whole lot dontcha ? Feeling it between your legs, deep up in your pussy ? Up balls recondite in your asshole ? Yeah ya do. wellspring here…"

The man stood up and grabbed me by the whisker and pushed me down to the level on my knees in nominal head of him. He then unzipped his pants and pulled out his fat hairy black dick and pushed it against my sass. I opened my mouth and let him put it in. It was unpleasant-smelling and musky and it tasted a bit poultry. I could feel it growing as he pushed it deep into my throat.



Norman :"That's it you white bitch ! You nigger dick bawd ! You like that dontcha ? Well this is how you're gon na pay me off ! I know a whole bunch of Niggas that wouldn't brain getting some white pussy. And you're gon na conciliate them aren't you ? That's good you are ! You understanding what I'm saying ?"

I nodded again. This man was the scariest man I ever met. He was basically telling me that I would feature to know and suck to a greater extent melanise men to pay him off for using his blank space, to suck and fuck black men. I didn't know what to do or what to say. It was early morning, very dark out, and this guy was very scarey. Not to mention he had a fistful of my fuzz in his hired man and his noisome opprobrious cock was in my mouth. And to top it all off my cunt was getting very wet at the cerebration of more total darkness cock.

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



To be continued