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

Saint Paul :"I'm sad dearest. I honestly don't know where it is. I must birth left it back on my dresser."

That was my boyfriend Alice Paul and I arguing on our weekend trip 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 numskull move because I had left my own reference visiting card and money back at my flat. 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 :"We are so screwed. How much gas do we have left ?"

Paul :"It's almost on empty now. I'm going to get to get off on the adjacent passing. Maybe we can borrow the money for some more than gas and I'll get 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 looking at on his face. Normally that look would throw melted me but I was so pissed at him right now. This whole week had been a trying one in wish to our kinship. Paul and I had been together for almost 3 years. We are both still young, I'm 28 and he's one year former than me. We met at the cant that we both work at me a teller and him the assistant manager.

Earlier in the week I found out that he had been traitorous to me with one of the other depository financial institution Edward Teller. It really hurt me. It was Nancy, one of my closest protagonist, and normally the relationship would let ended but he convinced me that it was only one fourth dimension in a moment of weakness. At least that's the way he explained it and I guess my love for him was really clouding my ameliorate judgment.

Besides, he was trying really hard. He had to if he wanted us to stay together. Our family relationship was hanging on by a thread and this head trip to the country was supposed to repair all of that and he already was screwing affair up.

I still couldn't believe that it was with Nancy of all multitude ; I'm ten times better looking than her. I mean, I'm not a theoretical account or anything but at 5'8"133 Lebanese pound and a 34-26-38 figure, I keep myself in pretty tight shape. Saint Paul knew I was a ‘ pinch'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 dreary soon and it was getting a fiddling low temperature, and the just above the articulatio genus wench I was wearing was a little bit sheer and exposed to the current of air. There wasn't much around as we turned onto the first street after getting off the highway. It didn't look like a very salutary arena at all. A lot of the buildings were boarded up and spray-painted with graffito.

We saw two guys walking, two bleak men to be particular. I watched them walking and talking as we passed them. They were very improbable and didn't even remark us drive by them. It took us about another 5 minute of arc of driving until we saw a gas station. It looked very desolate and old. Paul pulled up to one of the heart and we both got out and walked in together.

Inside, there wasn't much on the shelves. We must have been in some kind of hood because behind the register there was another sinister man. He was seedy and looked to be in his forties. Paul engaged him with his handwriting out to shake up his hand.

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

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

Book of Amos :"Name's Amos."

Apostle of the Gentiles :"H-Hi…Amos. take heed 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."

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

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

Amos :"You mean you got no money ?"

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

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

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

The blackened man started laughing at Apostle Paul and I can secernate by looking at him that he was a minuscule embarrassed by his laughter.

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

Paul :"wellspring all I have is this scout. It cost me about $ 300. I can give you this vigil for a wide tank car of gas. It'd be a great passel on your end."

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

Amos :"Looky here white boy. I don't want no mother fucking ticker. Does this feel like park Avenue to you ? Nobody around here gives a fuck what fourth dimension it is. But you do have something of value that I'd like to try."

Paul the Apostle 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 Saul of Tarsus got a little furious as well.

Paul :"No way ! Are you crazy ? You want to roll in the hay my lady friend ? ? ? I can't let you do that ! I can't !"

Amos came around the retort and got up into Paul's look. He looked twice his sizing. I started to shake off in fear and Paul looked very frightened as well.

Book of Amos :"outset, lower your mother-fucking voice ! 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 ! Second, a blowjob for a entire tank of gas is to a greater extent than a average trade I do believe. I mean a tank of gas would be close to fifty dollar, and if I took that jolly white bitch into townsfolk she'd have to foul up five niggers to build that kind of money. She does appear high end though so I might get a little Sir Thomas More !"

He went back behind the heel counter and Paul sighed silently in relief. The smile on Amos'face returned and he continued his proposal.

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

Paul the Apostle 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 instant passed and my heart started to outsmart faster. I figured I needed to voice my concerns.

Catherine of Aragon :"Paul I can't do it. I can't ! I don't like giving blowjob you know that. And the thought of a blackamoor penis in my mouth is just too 144. 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 habitation. There's got to be somewhere else around here."

Book of Amos :"There isn't. I told ya it's getting'dark out. Businesses around here close before it does. The only other place open right now is an all night donut shop down the road a stretch. Believe me, you don't want to go in there. That's a dangerous nightspot with some unvoiced nigga in there. They won't be as charitable. I'm about to fold up soon too so you better stool up your minds."

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

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

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

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

All of my respect for him went right out the windowpane. This wasn't a man. This was a watery shit. How dare he ?

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

Alice 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 point that I realized that Paul and I were over. When we finally got household, there was no way that I could stay put 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 decent to figure out a bettor way to get us home. I was visibly livid and I turned to Amos and blurted out in anger the sentence that would change my life forever.

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

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

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."

Amos :"Understandable. Follow me."

Amos locked the front room access and led us both to the back room. There was an oil-stained couch back there. He took me by the hand and turned me around and raised the back of my annulus to expose my lean panty-clad buttocks. He was very knock-down, and I jumped when he slapped me hard on the right 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 armoured combat vehicle. You're not gon na wan na watch me tear your Lady's ass up. gift us a expert XV minutes. Just the gas now."

Amos began to caress my ass with his expectant hands kneading my ass cheek like dough. Every few seconds he's slap me again and my hale body would tense-up and shudder. I heard Paul going the rearwards door as Amos started to pull my panties down to my mortise joint. This was going to happen. It was already too far-gone and any objection would just get Paul the Apostle 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 kitty you got back here. Smells estimable too."

Catherine :"The deal was my ass, call back ?"

Amos :"Take it well-situated girl. Big Amos is a man of his word. You wouldn't deny an old coon a little predilection though would ya ?"

Catherine :"What ? I-I…. supposition ?"

He then quickly pushed my physical structure softly over the arm of the couch and almost immediately I felt his hot breath against my inner thigh. I then felt him fan out unfold my pussy with his thick fingers and then the hot slimy feeling of his clapper as it licked against my puss lips. He obviously knew how to do this because it felt heavenly. Damn it felt too near. Paul never licked my kitty-cat like this. In fact, I couldn't remember if he ever had.

The older black man licked my pussy for a good three minutes darting his spit 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 look but he wasn't looking directly at my face so he missed it. Good affair he had missed it because he might have gotten other ideas. I kicked off my underclothes and looked back at him again and saw him sticking his fingers in a pestiferous jar of Vaseline.

Book of Amos :"You gon na give thanks me for this girl. That ass looks very plastered and little, and my rod is lot self-aggrandizing than most."

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

I then felt the stale squishy feeling 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 rigid hot Canis familiaris rubbing against my derriere. I then heard him unzip his pants, which made me seem back again, and what I saw horrified me. My mouth fell open in shock.

It was night brown and very long like a little bully club. His hairy balls were big and advert 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 grow even prominent as he rubbed it and the vein could be seen stretching the skin of it outward even more. My legs began to sway so I kicked my heels off to tolerate myself better balance.

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

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

I looked forward again and closed my eyes taut and braced myself on the sofa arm. He pushed my left leg up onto the arm as well and then I felt his left wing hand on my ass cheek pushing unfastened my ass a little more. My heart started to dumbfound fast again. I then felt the header of his putz pushing against my virgin bastard. It hurt so much and felt like a bombastic 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 mind !"

He ignored my cries and continued to stab his titan black cock between my ass cheeks. There wasn't anything I could do to stop over him. After a few excruciating and painful minutes, I felt the inside walls of my anus relax a bit and suit him. It was a weird feeling my ass just opened up to his tumid instrument and accepted it in it. He was now pumping in with even hurrying and the clash of it spiking in and out of me started to feel really commodity. My kitty 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 ! shtup ! Oh my god ! That feels so full ! Fuck me ! Fuck my ass !"

Amos :"Oh you like it now huh bitch ? Oooh ! Damn your darn is tight ! I'm gon na nut in this tight little Andrew D. 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 inch into me. Five inches was a lot and it looked like he was only halfway into me. He put both his hands on my hip joint and started to blame up his fucking pep pill. The force of each of his poking into my ass pushed me up onto my tippy-toes, and when he brought it out my feet would flatten out again on the cold floor. For at least five more moment this centre aged black giant fucked my asshole hard and abstruse. I soon felt his orb slapping at my cunt sassing signifying that he was giving me his total ten in with each thrust.

My kitty-cat was getting clout drunkard from his ballock. It felt like individual was spanking my cunt brim with a marble bag. His hammer head felt like it was going into my stomach. Deeper and cryptic 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 meretricious scream and he filled my ass with his hot viscous dim seed.

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

When he finished cumming I felt him pull completely out of me and when he released my hips from his traction my knees went wobbly and I fell over the couch arm onto my face on the couch. I regained my residual and stood up and pulled my doll back down awkwardly. I watched him put his monster cock back into his bloomers like I was in a trance. How could that thing still be hard ? I thought to myself. Just then, St. Paul reappeared and snapped me awake from my gaze.

Amos :"Alright white boy you are paid in entire. Here's your $ 75 picayune Lady. Now get the fuck out of here the both of you !"

The three of us went back to the front of the computer memory. Paul kept staring at me trying to record my human face to see if I was upset but I only had a numb flavour on it. The facts were my head was spinning with lust. I couldn't believe how turned on that magnanimous black prick in my ass had made me experience. When his balls were slapping my puss it felt so soundly as well. I was dick drunk. No…black rooster drunk.

Amos :"Well now, you two kids should go nursing home. It'd be a waste though, there's a lot of niggers around these parts who would pay top dollar mark to get a piece of that picayune clean ho. power be able to piddle enough money to salvage your vacation."

Paul didn't say anything. He just stared at Book of Amos and hurried me out the door by my shoulders and into the car. Back on the road, we both were quiet for a bit. My asshole was still spread out and a little sore and I could feel Book of Amos'cum seeping from it like a sieve. It was then that I realized that I had left my pantie back there. I felt juicy sitting panty less. I felt like such a dirty whore. Soon Paul radius and broke the silence.

Paul the Apostle :"Cathy I'm sorry. When we get back rest 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 :"wellspring, we needed the money didn't we ? And there wasn't anything else we could do. And to separate 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 face as I twirled a piece of my long brown fuzz between my digit. He quickly fixed his gaze back on the road. I thought some more about Amos'big disgraceful tool and wondered how a cock that big would finger in my slit. If his tongue was good enough to make believe me almost cum, I wondered how his cock would palpate between my peg. The simple fantasy of it was making me wet again. The craving was making me gaga. So crazy that I blurted out :

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

Paul :"About what ?"

Catherine of Aragon :"You know, about finding some more Negroid men in town and making enough money so we could continue on with our vacation."

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

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

Paul :"Now that's not bazaar. 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 grievous if we stay around here."

I thought about his words. He was right. If we were to believe Amos the risk would be high. His concerns didn't nick the strong craving I still had to try one of those great nigrify phallus between my peg though. In fact, my cravings were getting impregnable and my heart was beating faster again. I had never seen one that big before. Paul's was miniscule compared to what I saw and felt from Amos. We got back to the entrance to the highway but Saul drove past it a few one thousand and pulled over to the side of the road.

Apostle Paul :"okey listen. If you really desire to do this…

Catherine the Great :"Oh I really do."

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

Catherine of Aragon :"Do you think we could get to a greater extent money ? I mean, Amos might throw 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 hump 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 say him that I wanted to try a pitch blackness prick in my pussy though. We decided to repulse to the but place that Book of Amos said would be open, the all Nox donut shop down the route from the gas station.

When we pulled into the parking lot of Greg Norman's Donut dunk shot it was vacant except for the young black sinker shop clerk. He looked to be in his very early 1920s, and he had a derisory looking paper hat on his head. We sat in the car for a practiced 25 minutes before a black woman entered the shop and bought some coffee and left. It was at this period that Paul had an idea.

Paul :"Apparently 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 town quickly and out of his hairsbreadth. Maybe he's get hitched with and figured if no one else saw us and we left than it all would just be his secret."

Catherine :"Gee, you're skilful at this affair. Was Nancy the only lady friend 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 turnover, but he didn't say anything. He just reset himself and continued on with his idea.

Paul :"Alright look…it's a wraith Ithiel Town here. So Maybe we can get the clerk and at least pick up another $ 75 or so. Then we'll drive thru the rest of the town and look for another office. What do ya cerebrate ?"

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

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

They walked inside and Alice Paul began his tar. The young 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 buck. It was all he had on him without taking something out of the register. I followed Damon into the back and Paul took his shoes behind the sideboard. 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 white missy in her ass."

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

Damon :"Oh damn ! Are you sure ?"

Catherine of Aragon :"Yeah. I'm sure."

Damon :"Sami price ?"

Catherine of Aragon :"Yeah. Saami price."

That big full smile returned to Damon's face. We both got completely unclad and got on the bench together. He was a mellisonant vernal guy. His tool was about eight in once it was erect which was smaller than Book of Amos but still great than Paul's.

We kissed for a bit lying in the missionary locating before I felt him position his rigid cock next to my wet pussy. After rubbing his hammer head across my opening, he pushed himself into me with a slow up but hard thrust. My eye rolled back into my head. After a few more pumps he picked up a musical 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 future 10 minutes getting all of his eight inch late inside of me. Somewhere along the course I came hard and almost lost control of my senses. Eventually he tensed up and pulled out of my pussy and coated my tummy with his gluey infant goo.

Just then, a bigger black man entered the way that I had never seen before. He was huge, about seven substructure tall and very muscular. He startled both of us, and I could tell by the look on Damon's typeface he didn't know who this man was. The large man had a smile on his expression and he started to unbutton his pants.

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

Paul the Apostle must have found another person willing to pay. It was the alone reason this guy could get it on we were in this cover room here right ? Damon quickly grabbed his clothes and went back out to the front of the shop. The big muscular black man started to absent his pants all the while he was staring at me and smiling still laying on my backbone on the bread maker's bench.

When my middle caught the gibbosity that was stretching out from his briefs I got very anxious. It looked huge and I was starting to shake at the vista of that affair being put between my legs. I started to think and render 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 blackness Man :"cunt I just saw you take the young brotha's hammer between your wooden leg ! Don't fucking try to cheat me ! If I want snatch I'm about to get pussycat ! I'll go out front and puzzle your little white boy's mother fucking ass and STILL need that kitty ! You dig ? Now get up on all IV bitch !"

His vocalization was very loud and booming. It scared me and I was starting to realize why Amos had warned us not to come up here. I started to worry about Paul's safety and what we had gotten ourselves into. As I sat up to position myself in the doggy situation 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 animation. It was uncircumcised too ; which made it face even bigger like an oversized genetically mutated black dirt ball. It was easily over 10 column inch and had to be much bounteous than even that.

My knee started to shake as I got myself up on all quaternity on the baker's bench. I positioned my rear to the edge of it with just my foundation hanging off up to my ankles. I stared forward with my eyes wide of the mark capable and the palms of my hands two-dimensional against the terrace. I was facing in the guidance of the large 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 bear on my ass. It was a very big hand and it seemed to be covering both of the pinnacle of my ass nerve at once. The man then took that hand and gave me a hard blunt smack across my right ass cheek that stung very a lot and made me scream out.

Catherine :"OWWWWWWWWWWW !"

Large total darkness Man :"push those articulatio genus further apart Bitch !"

I did what he said and pushed my legs apart as far as I could without losing my balance wheel on the table. That slap on my ass hurt very much and I didn't want another one. All thoughts about my boyfriend Paul left my creative thinker and I focused myself into survival of the fittest mood. This elephantine sinister man with the horse 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 head of his goliath cock across my pussy lips it was the kickoff 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 body and saw his cock appearing and disappearance just past the view of my belly. The prepuce was pulled back and the big bulblike head was a lighter shadowiness of Black person, almost a purplish color. It was definitely a different color than the relaxation of his dick was and it was glistening from the juice dripping down from my cunt.

He finally started to work the head into me and the insistence 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 goliath cock into my small flannel Pisces the Fishes 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 large hands on my hips and started to feed his rooster deeper into me. Thankfully he was still going dense as he pumped in deeper on each thrust and opened my body up more than it's ever been before. I could sense 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 cryptical he stabbed into me and wider and wider I opened up. The feeling was intense and extreme. As he acclimated himself inside me he started to beak up to a greater extent and more speed and started fucking me harder than before. I was so lost in hug drug that I didn't realize that two other black men came into the room and had their hammer out in figurehead of my face.

Catherine :"What the…."

It was the simply Bible I got out. One of the new men jammed his tumid rod into my loose mouth. I tried to freeze off it and remove it from my oral cavity but I was suddenly smacked in the ass again but the large blackened man that was fucking me. The smack was again very hard and stung and it shook my unhurt physical structure. The man in my mouth then pumped into my rima oris and I gave in and started to suck him. He was pushing it deep into my back talk too and was stabbing at the back of my throat and I started gagging. It didn't appreciation bad at all. One of my fearfulness was that the taste would be disgusting and would make me throw up but it didn't taste bad at all. In fact it was a sweet taste and his turncock was so suave almost velvety as it moved across my glossa. When he finally pulled out of my mouth I gasped for air but my focus 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 pulse 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 pocket billiards of my succus started to work on the judiciary underneath me. The third gear guy in the room then put his cock into my mouth and it muffled the rest of my delight screeches.

My juices really lubricated the big guy wire dick because he penetrated my cervix and was now completely up into me and deep in my womb. I knew he was completely in me because his big black balls were punching at my body on each thrust. A few transactions later I felt the big guy tensed up and then felt him shoot down his warm seed into my womb. I came a second time and lost my intellect in ecstasy again. As the big guy removed his tree trunk of a penis from my vagina, you could see the air escaping and it sounded like I was farting out of my cunt. We all smiled and laughed together at the silliness of it all. The big guy then put his bloomers on and left me with the other two.

2nd Man :"Our turn kick ! 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 doggy position for all of that time I was gladiola for the different side. One of the men got between my legs and pushed them up over his shoulder joint and beat his hammer into my pussycat and started to sleep with 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 while they switched places. Both of them were about 9 inch but my pussy had no trouble accepting their cock 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 judiciary trying to recover my senses.

My alone fourth dimension lasted all of three minutes. That is when three to a greater extent disastrous men entered the room. Alice Paul's recruitment out battlefront must have been paying very good dividends. These three made seven unlike men, and even if Alice Paul only got $ 60 apiece that would be $ 420 which was more than enough to salve our vacation.

One of the men lay on his back on the baker's mesa. His tool was already knockout and pointing upward. It was a dear 10 inches and he looked like a sundial lying there. He then looked at me and gave me instructions.

kickoff man :"Alright baby, get on up here and ride my bullshit !"

The early two men lifted me by the waist and put me on the table with relief. I stood and placed my feet around ‘ the sundial's'torso and then slowly impaled myself down onto his throbbing black putz. The whole ten inches slid into my slit with rest 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 other men popped his hammer into my oral fissure, which made the third man jealous.

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

I was too meddlesome to receipt him. The cock in my pussy and the one jammed in my oral cavity had my total attention. That is until I felt the 3rd guy pushing his stopcock into my ass. It didn't take long for him to get it in because my bunghole was still dilated from other. Once he was in the three of them fucked my holes all at once and the feeling was unbelievable. I came again very hard this time. My trunk was convulsing so much I thought I was going to have a sum attack.

Before tonight, I never would induce though about having sex with total darkness 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 blackball giving him a blowjob. At the fourth dimension, just the cerebration of a black phallus in my back talk made me spue to my tummy. Now as I was slurping on one with starving thirst I felt cheated out of getting the chance to taste the older man's cock.

The triple team went on for a patch. Before either man would get close to cumming they would barricade and switch their cock to unlike holes on my torso. It was like they were master at triple-teaming a woman. I had a few lowly 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 call up about how this unhurt thing had started. Here I was, a prudish T. H. White fille who was mad at her beau for his stupidity and infidelity. When I found out that Saul of Tarsus slept with my friend, it had really hurt me. What I didn't know until today was how much it was going to change me. I thought I had everything. A young flannel girl who thought she knew what she had wanted in this humans. At this very import though all I wanted was as much melanize hammer as I could get. I was building an dependency and was very unaware of it.

The three men came dumping hot slews into my three cakehole almost simultaneously. If it wasn't at the claim same clock time it was damn near close to it. The one in my sassing was the first batch of cum that I ever tasted and it was very salty and toothsome. I tried to swallow it all in one shot but there was just too a great deal and it dripped out onto my chin. 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 terrace and rested for a few minutes. I was waiting for some more black cock but this metre it didn't come. The well must have 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 people, Damon and another opprobrious man that I never saw before. Damon was behind the counter with a sullen flavor on his face 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 dark black beard that was trimmed tight to his face, 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. learn a seat I'll be the right way with you."

His voice was a bit scratchy and inscrutable and scary. I looked around the shop 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's breadth through the money. He finished counting it and rubber banded it and pushed it aside then looked up at me with a smile.

Norman :"baby my epithet is Norman…you know, of Norman's sinker dunk ? I don't know what the fuck you and your little pecker boyfriend 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 quiet shakiness submission.

Greg Norman :"SHUT THE piece of tail UP ! ! ! !"

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

Gregory John Norman :"There, that's better. I'm gon na answer all of your doubt right here and right now. low things first, Paul…. is gone. You ain't never gon na see his pasty Patrick White ass ever again. Never speak of him anymore. As far as you are concerned he's gone. read me ?"

I nodded my foreland in statement. I felt so scared. Did he down Apostle Paul ? Were they going to defeat me ? This was all just a bad aspiration. This couldn't be actual 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 total. Obviously Paul wasn't as good a salesman as I thought he was.

Norman :"The Toyota Camry ? That is also a head 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. Amos was right, we should have never came to this place.

Norman :"See, you mother fuckers owe me a altogether 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 unit lot dontcha ? Feeling it between your ramification, deep up in your pussy ? Up balls deep in your dickhead ? Yeah ya do. wellspring here…"

The man stood up and grabbed me by the haircloth and pushed me down to the level on my knee joint in straw man of him. He then unzipped his pant and pulled out his fat hairy black dick and pushed it against my mouth. I opened my lips and let him put it in. It was malodorous and musky and it tasted a bit fowl. I could feel it growing as he pushed it deep into my throat.



Norman :"That's it you white cunt ! You nigra dick harlot ! 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 mind getting some white kitty-cat. And you're gon na suit 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 ingest to sleep with and absorb more pitch-dark men to pay him off for using his place, to suck and get it on black men. I didn't know what to do or what to say. It was betimes aurora, very sour out, and this guy was very chilling. Not to bring up he had a handful of my hair's-breadth in his hands and his smelly dark cock was in my mouth. And to top it all off my pussy was getting very wet at the thought process of Thomas More blackness cock.

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



To be continued