Black Cock Only Ann was in a daze as the taxi pulled up before her apartment. Her pussy
hurt, her ass hurt, and her jaw was sore. Sperm dripped out of her pussy
and ass, soaking the insides of her sweat pants. She paid the cab driver
and entered her apartment.
Ann sighed with relief when she locked the door behind her. She was
nervous carrying around so much money in her pocket. Ann took out the
big wad of money and counted it again. Fifty one hundred dollar bills
were in her hand with more to come. Tyrone hadn't had her bonus money
available and she would be picking up the rest later.
Things had gotten out of hand at the video shoot, but the sex had been
incredible and the money would be enough to start off somewhere on a
new, legitimate career.
Three days later, Ann looked at the wad of cash and wondered where the
thousand dollars she had spent already had gone to. Sure, she had eaten
at some of New Yorks finest restaurants and bought some expensive wine,
but a thousand dollars?
That evening, Ann turned on the bath water and sat on the toilet to
watch the tub fill with water. She had called Tyrone to see if the rest
of her money was there yet. He had replied, no and asked her to come in
to make another video. Ann had refused, but immediately her pussy had
started gushing when she pictured his cock.
She was still horny as she sat and watched Tyrone slowly rise up in the
tub as the water level rose. Ann stripped and climbed in, sighing as the
warm water engulfed her body. She relaxed for a moment before shaving
her legs and crotch, her eyes flickering over to Tyrone floating around
as she shaved and rinsed herself.
Ann grabbed Tyrone and laid back in the tub. She brought the dildo up to
her mouth and kissed the head, before sliding her lips around the tip.
Ann licked around the dildo and then started sliding it down her body
running it over her breasts and belly before bringing it down to her
crotch.
"Fuck me Tyrone," she whispered as she pushed the plastic cock into her
pussy. The dildo easily slid into her and she slowly began working it in
and out of her pussy. Her body started flailing as her thrusts increased
and her pussy exploded in orgasm.
Ann turned over on her hands and knees in the water. She reached between
her legs and started moving the dildo again. "I love your cock," she
said, imagining herself on the set again, with Marks cock rubbing on her
ass and Latrell standing before her. She came again, but it was missing
something.
An hour later, Ann was wearing her baseball cap and sunglasses as she
stared at the black dildoes on the wall. She had already found Mark, but
Latrell was proving difficult. Then her eyes fell on a nice foot long
dildo, a little thicker then Latrell, but she wouldn't be complaining.
She took her prizes up to the counter to pay for them. As the clerk was
ringing her up, she noticed a movie display being set up near the front
door. She grabbed her bag and proceeded to the exit, slowing to look at
the display.
The movie was called, The Lifeguard's slut and sold for $24.95. Lying on
the floor being put together was a giant cardboard cut out of Tyrone
and...
Everyone in the store turned to stare at Ann as her scream echoed
through the building. Ann noticed Tyrone and herself on the cover of the
video and the display was covered with blurred out scenes from the
movie. Ann saw the cashier approaching and ran out the door.
"Hey, that's the girl in the...." Black Cock Only couldn't take it
anymore and just had to screw Jennifer. We gathered up our things and
said goodbye to Ray, who gave me a big wink when Jennifer wasn't looking.
"I envy you man," he said.
About five minutes later, in our room I was all over my wife. We were
both so hot that I didn't even bother taking her bikini bottom off. I
just pushed the small triangle of fabric to the side and buried my cock
in to the hilt. She was as wet as ever and wrapped her legs around me as
we rushed to an unbelievably quick orgasm, which was even more surprising
considering how much sex we had already had that vacation. I didn't dare
ask her if hanging out on the beach all day with Ray had gotten her so
hot.
We drove around the island on Thursday and didn't see Ray until Friday
night at the outdoor bar, where we had gone to lament the end of our
vacation. There was a steel band, a good crowd and lots of drinks. We
were determined to make our last night our best. Jennifer had on a thin
white sun dress that was somehow even sexier than her bikini. We danced a
lot and hung out at the bar. Ray danced with a few women but didn't
really get anything going with any of them. Jennifer even got into the
act, trying to set him up with a few of the single women floating around.
Later, when Ray and I were alone at the bar for a few moments, I teased
him, saying that he must have lost some of his magic. Ray just laughed
and said that how could he get interested in anyone else when all he
could think about was Jennifer. "Man, I still have visions of her in that
bikini burned into my brain," he said. I laughed and took it as a
harmless compliment until he leaned closer and said into my ear, "In case
you didn't catch my drift Mark, I want to fuck your wife."
At first I thought I must have heard him wrong over the music, but the
way my heart was beating, I knew I didn't. We both laughed it off as a
joke, and changed the subject when Jennifer came back, but I couldn't
stop thinking about what he said. He took Jennifer out on the dance floor
for a spin and I could now see the hungry, intent look on his eyes as
they bounced around with the crowd. Jennifer was pretty buzzed and
obviously was somewhat attracted to Ray, but I don't think she had any
idea how much he wanted her.
By the end of the night, the three of us were very happily drunk and
sitting at a table looking out at the water. "What a vacation," I said.
"I'll say," Jennifer answered, rubbing my leg.
"I'll bet you two had a great vacation," Ray said. "You two lovebirds are
probably going to need a vacation from your vacation."
"You didn't do so bad yourself, Casanova," I joked. "You could probably
use a rest also."
Ray just laughed and flashed a big smile as he sat back. "Aw man, I've
been shut out since Wednesday."
"What's the matter with you, run out of gas?" I teased.
"Ha! Hardly. I guess I just can't get that vision of your wife prancing
around in her bikini out of my head long enough to get interested in
someone else."
We all laughed and Jennifer blushed, but there was definitely some
tension in the air. "Well, if it eases your mind any, we've taken a
breather since Wednesday too," I said, which was true. I just needed a
break after the torrid pace we had set.
Just then the bartender announced that the bar was closing and all three
of us moaned our regrets. Not wanting our vacation to end, I invited Ray
up to our room for a nightcap, which he readily accepted. Jennifer gave
me a strange look at first, but I could tell she wasn't angry.
When we got into Interracial Gangbang Gallery Mandingo Latina Ann parted her lips and placed
them over the head of Solomon's cock. She held her lips tight as she
pushed forward, the head entering her mouth. She sucked up then down,
pushing another inch, then two inside her mouth.
Ann attacked his cock like a madwoman, sucking more and more in. It
wasn't as hard doing him as the other black men she had sucked off. Her
throat seemed to be getting used to having a thick cock or dildo in it.
At ten inches, Solomon moaned and grabbed the back of her head as he
thrust the last two inches in. Behind her, she heard Bull grunt his
approval at her oral skills.
Solomon took over after that. He grabbed her cheeks and began pushing
and pulling her head along the entire length of his cock. His hands were
big and powerful, completely engulfing the sides of her head. With
little effort those strong hands could crush her head and she felt weak
and powerless as she kneeled before him, sucking his cock. She had also
never felt more alive in her life or more like a woman. Her body was on
fire, aching to have his long, fat cock slamming into her.
Her only purpose in life was to please the man holding her life in his
hands. She was so confused by her feelings, that she was only vaguely
aware that his cock had started growing over the last several minutes.
The head had become so big that the increased friction in her throat was
slowing his thrusts.
He came when the head was in her mouth. One second there was nothing,
the next, her entire mouth was full of cum. His first wad had completely
filled her mouth, before he shoved his cock into her throat forcing
sperm out the sides of her mouth. She felt another large wad shoot down
her throat as the hard ridge on the top of his cock scraped her the top
of her throat.
Ann felt his cock spasm as Solomon held his entire cock in her. It
jerked several more times and even more sperm shot into her belly. He
slowly removed his cock from her throat, leaving the head in her mouth
as he continued to cum. It took two wads to fill her mouth now, as she
greedily swallowed his sperm. Then it took three jerks of his cock to
fill her mouth with sperm. Finally, his cock settled down, but it
continued to pump sperm into her mouth in a steady stream.
Ann was in a daze as Solomon pulled his cock out and wiped it off on her
face. Her stomach felt full and bloated, like she had drank too much.
She was vaguely aware of being effortlessly lifted by strong arms and
carried from the room.
The next thing Ann knew was that her clothes were being ripped off and
she was moaning as Solomon unhooked her bra and gently teased her
nipples with his mouth and tongue. Somehow, he had managed to remove his
clothes and his muscular, hard body was covering hers. She felt his cock
nudging against her wet pussy and she spread her legs, wrapping them
around his ass.
She moaned and thrashed as the tip of his cock entered her giving her an
orgasm. His thrusting member met little resistance as it continued to
force it's way deep into her pussy, milking more orgasms from her body.
Solomon began pounding her hard, harder the Tyrone had, harder then she
had ever been fucked before. His thrusts were so powerful the entire bed
as bucking beneath his thrusts. The leaping bed forcing her pussy up to
meet each thrust of his cock.
Ann became aware of a constant screaming sound and realized it was
coming from her own throat as she came constantly. Her nails Cumbang Siterip
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Interracial Reverse Gangbang 'out of hand'?" I asked, knowing exactly what he
meant.
"I told you in the bar what I wanted to do to her."
I tried to laugh away my nervousness. "Good luck," I said, "It took me
four months to get in her pants."
Ray laughed, but asked seriously, "Then I have your blessing?"
My heart was pounding now, but I found myself saying, "As long as it's
all right with her."
Jennifer walked in the room a few minutes later, wearing the white
bikini. She stumbled a bit at the doorway, causing her breasts to sway a
bit under the small triangles of fabric. I think Ray and I both let out
little groans under our breath. We were both mesmerized.
"Ta da!" Jennifer said nervously, spreading her arms out, a full bottle
of champagne in one hand.
"Oooh," Ray said, sliding a bit further down in his chair. He made a
circular motion with his finger. "Give us a spin baby."
Jennifer looked at me and I just nodded. She held her arms out again and
spun around on her tip toes. Every muscle in her long legs and ass seemed
to be tightened. Ray let out another low groan and just said, not even
trying to stop his eyes from roaming all over body, "Goddamn Jennifer,
your husband is one lucky bastard."
Jennifer laughed as she handed me the bottle and got ready to sit down on
the couch. Before she could, however, Ray said, "You know what I would
like to see?"
"Uh oh," Jennifer said, "What?"
"I would like to see you give your husband a lap dance."
"A what?"
"A lap dance, you know, like they do in strip clubs. Just pretend like
I'm not even here."
Jennifer was really embarrassed now and looked down at me. I smiled and
reclined way back into the sofa and pushed the cocktail table out with my
foot. "That sounds like a good idea to me. It is our last night." I could
see that Jennifer definitely had mixed feelings about doing this, but she
had on a good drunk, horny expression and one look at the hard on in my
pants convinced her.
There was a good slow reggae song on the radio when she stood up in front
of me between my legs. She closed her eyes and slowly started to sway her
hips, nervously at first, but with more rhythm as she went on. I looked
over at Ray, who was staring at Jennifer like a starving man. Jennifer
slowly opened her eyes and looked deep into my eyes. She leaned over and
put her hands on my shoulders, her hair falling around our faces. For the
next few minutes we did completely forget about Ray. She gave me a deep
kiss as my hands reached out and played with the edge of the bikini
stretched tight against her ass.
"You like this?" she asked in a voice husky with passion.
"I love this," I said, looking down at her breasts hanging down in front
of my face.
She closed her eyes again and spun around. She wiggled her ass a few
times in front of my face before squatting down and rubbing it against my
bulging crotch. I put both my hands on her hips and rubbed her ass even
harder against my straining pants.
This went on for another minute or so, when we heard Ray cough. We both
looked up quickly since I think we really had forgotten about him. He was
all the way back in his chair with his head against the back. He was
holding his hand out, in it was a crisp 100 dollar bill. "You taking any
other customers honey?" He asked, smiling at Jennifer.
She looked at me again and I just said, "It hardly seems fair."
She put her face close to mine and asked, Interracial Anal Creampie Interacial Movies Ann resting her hand on the magazine.
The cop turned the Ebony and Ivory magazine over and began leafing
through it as Ann watched. "Why do people buy this crap," said the cop
frowning. "All those doctored pictures. It just isn't real."
"What do you mean "doctored" pictures?"
"You know making the penises look so big."
"Oh those cocks are real," said Ann as the cop arrived at Ann's layout.
The cop looked at Tyrone's cock and shook her head in disbelief. "How
come you ripped some of the pictures out?"
Ann blushed again, remembering the pictures she had taped on the door.
She didn't answer.
"Listen Ann," said the cop.
"How do you know my name?"
"From your mailbox downstairs. Ann, I need you to help me get Solomon
King. All I need is for you to testify about what happened to you since
you got off the bus. If I can get a warrant, I can search this modeling
agency and if I can come up with anything connecting them to Mr. King,
we can bust him.
"I'm not sure."
The cop leaned forward. "Ann, this Latrell character was waiting for an
innocent girl like you to prey on. Think how many more girls might get
taken advantage of if we can't stop him."
Ann thought about what had happened to her since arriving in New York,
the suggestive scenes with Mark, the nude layout where they were
supposed to doctor her features. lying about the video, her accidentaly
giving Tyrone the go ahead to fuck her, and worst of all not getting all
the money she was owed. How many girls had there been before her? How
many girls would there be if E&I wasn't stopped?
"I'll testify," said Ann.
********************
Ann gulped when the cab pulled up at the warehouse. Officer DeSabitini
had told her not to go anywhere near the warehouse, but Tyrone had
called and said he had her money. She was going home tonight and would
return if Angela needed her to testify. Hopefully, her statement would
get Angela a warrant and they would find enough on King to bust him
without even needing her.
Ann walked past a black limo, parked before the warehouse and she
entered the building.
It was dusk and the warehouse was deserted. There was no sign of Latrell
or Suzie, and Carol wasn't sitting at her desk. Tyrone's door was
closed, so she softly knocked on it.
"Enter," said a deep voice.
Ann opened the door and stepped into the office. A strange black man was
sitting behind Tyrone's desk. Even seated, she could tell he was a giant
of a man. His head was completely shaved and he sported a goatee. He was
very handsome, but the beard gave him a sinister appearance. His suit
was an Armani and she could see a gold rolex on his wrist. Everything
about him from his dress to his mannerisms exuded wealth, power, and a
complete self-confidence.
"Hello Miss Dutton," said the man. "My name is Solomon King."
Ann backed up a step when the crimelord named himself. She turned and
looked at the door, but an ugly, massive black man had appeared out of
nowhere to block the exit. He was hideous. His face was dark black, with
a crooked nose, big lips, and crooked teeth. He was more fat then
muscles, and he completely filled the doorway.
Solomon King stood up and came around the desk, and leaned back against
it. He was around six and a half feet tall and looked to have even more
muscles then Tyrone. He looked a cross between Tyrone and Latrell.
Latrell's height and looks, with Tyrone's bulk and confidence. "I own
Ebony and Ivory 
Interacial Fucking Blacks On Blondes Thumbs Ray's 11 or 12 inch cock into her throat. She was like an animal. After a
few minutes, she broke off and began licking the shaft working her way
down to his giant balls. She put her hand underneath them and lifted them
up, as if testing their weight. "Oh my god," was all she could seem to be
able to say. She gave his balls a complete tongue bath before lifting
them up and in one long lick, ran her tongue all the way from his asshole
to the tip of his cock. She knew I loved when she did that to me, and
seeing her do it to this other man was almost too much for me. Ray and I
both groaned, although for different reasons.
Jennifer stopped then and turned to me with a wicked look, still holding
his cock with both hands. "Is this what you wanted Mark?" She turned and
sucked on the head of his cock before asking again, "Is it?" She looked
with a smile at me holding my own dick.
"I guess so hon," I stammered, feeling like a jerk, "If you do."
"Oh I do," she said, licking on the bottom of his shaft and staring up at
Ray. She attacked his cock again. Sliding her mouth as far down as she
could and swirling her tongue around the shaft while jerking the base of
it with her hand.
Ray started to moan and said, "I gotta warn you baby. This first load is
gonna be like a fountain."
Jennifer stopped and looked up, letting the cock rest on her chin. "The
first one?" she asked with a smile.
"Ooooh yeah baby," he said, "This is definitely gonna be a doubleheader
tonight. In fact, why don't we go ahead and get the first one out of the
way, so I can concentrate on you a little bit."
It was all Jennifer needed to hear. She grabbed his cock with both hands
and started tugging on it while she sucked and licked the head. She did
this hard for a few minutes, until Ray really started to moan. She took
it out of her mouth for a second and squeezed and just then Ray's cock
just literally gushed cum. It splashed against my beautiful wife's face
before she managed to get the head back in her mouth for the next few
pumps. Ray grabbed her head and moaned loudly. I could see her trying her
hardest to swallow but she gagged a bit and coughed some back onto his
cock. I couldn't help it anymore and let loose my own load all over my
clothes. When Ray stopped moving his hips, Jennifer proceeded to clean
off his cock with her tongue, licking up any cum that might have been
missed. She even wiped her face off and licked her fingers, smiling up at
Ray.
"That's it baby, good job, now it's your turn," he said as he gently
raised her to her feet and gave her a deep kiss. Neither one of them even
looked at me as Ray led her over to the chair and sat her down. He then
got between her legs on his knees just like she had done for him and
leaned over and kissed her again. Jennifer was in deep lust, wrapping her
legs around his naked back as he worked his way down her neck and slowly
moved her bikini away to lick her perfect tits. He licked and bit at her
nipples which were rock hard and squeezed her tits with his big hands. He
was really getting into it and I could see his cock was already hard
again, as was mine, surprisingly. He licked her flat stomach before
stopping at her bikini bottom. He smiled as he raised her legs up and
rested them on his shoulders. He then put his whole mouth on her pussy
over the bikini. This drove Jennifer wild as she pushed her crotch harder
into his face and then growled, "C'mon," before reaching down and pulling
her bikini aside herself. Ray gave a long slow lick up her whole slit
that from the looks of it, almost made her come right there. He then
proceeded to bury his face Doin The Mandingo and the landlord greedily snatched
it up and left her alone to look around.
About half Ann's stuff was gone. The closet was still full of baggy
clothes, Knee length skirts, and heavy sweaters. Her toothbrush and
cosmetics were gone from the bathroom. Angela closed the door and saw
the pictures of Ann and the black man taped on the door. She kneeled and
looked at them, running her finger along the hard black cock Ann was
sucking in the photograph. She knew it had to be faked, but tears welded
up in her eyes as she remembered sucking on Tony's fat Italian sausage
before the thug's bullet had left him paralysed from the waist down two
years ago. Luckily, she had been pregnant with Maria at the time and
they were able to have a family.
Angela stood up, surprised to see that Ann had left three large black
dildos sitting on the bed. Hopefully, wherever Ann had went, she had
gotten her act together and wouldn't be needing them anymore. She
wrinkled her nose in disgust and decided to let the landlord throw the
disgusting sex toys away.
Angela was on her way out when she noticed the message light blinking on
the answering machine. She pressed it and listened hoping for a clue.
"You slut," said a woman's voice. "How dare you fuck that jungle bunny.
My daughters a whore. Someone emailed those pictures to all your fathers
coworkers and even the pageant judges. Your father's had a stroke cause
of you, you ungrateful little bitch. I'm not going to have a slut for a
daughter." The woman hung up.
Angela shook her head and walked down to the squad car. Her partner Jim
was driving. She sighed when she saw his eyes staring at her breasts as
she sat down beside him. "Any luck?" he asked, his white teeth standing
out against his black face.
"She's gone," said Angela. "Just drive." Angela thought of her two year
old daughter. She would do everything she could to protect her from men
like Solomon King when she grew up. This was her city and no one was
going to prey on naive young women as long as she wore a badge.
The squad car pulled out onto the bust street and sped off into the
traffic.
********************
Solomon walked over to the cabinet and filed the video labeled "Ann
Dutton," alphabetically right after Mayor Dunleavy. He stepped back and
admired his growing collection of blackmail videos, before securing the
cabinet.
He lit a cigarette and put his hands in his robe as he walked out on his
balcony overlooking central park. He had two sluts waiting for him in
his bed, but even his mighty cock was tired from the days work out. It
just wasn't the same unless he blackmailed or seduced them away from
their husbands and once he had he moved on to the next conquest. He
thought of the look on Ann's face when she saw the pictures in the
envelope addressed to her parents, and she didn't even know he had
already emailed the pictures to everyone back home. He thought of the
mayors wife screaming for him to fuck her afer he had sliped excstasy
into her wine. He smiled as his cock started growing. Trump had a new
super-model girlfriend he had been showing off at the last charity
function they had attended. She would make an excellent target.
He felt cold air on his cock as it emerged from the folds of the robe.
He realized it was now rock hard at the thought of seducing the
millionaires girlfriend. Before heading back to the sluts, he took one
last look out at the city, his city.
The End 
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anymore and just had to screw Jennifer. We gathered up our things and
said goodbye to Ray, who gave me a big wink when Jennifer wasn't looking.
"I envy you man," he said.
About five minutes later, in our room I was all over my wife. We were
both so hot that I didn't even bother taking her bikini bottom off. I
just pushed the small triangle of fabric to the side and buried my cock
in to the hilt. She was as wet as ever and wrapped her legs around me as
we rushed to an unbelievably quick orgasm, which was even more surprising
considering how much sex we had already had that vacation. I didn't dare
ask her if hanging out on the beach all day with Ray had gotten her so
hot.
We drove around the island on Thursday and didn't see Ray until Friday
night at the outdoor bar, where we had gone to lament the end of our
vacation. There was a steel band, a good crowd and lots of drinks. We
were determined to make our last night our best. Jennifer had on a thin
white sun dress that was somehow even sexier than her bikini. We danced a
lot and hung out at the bar. Ray danced with a few women but didn't
really get anything going with any of them. Jennifer even got into the
act, trying to set him up with a few of the single women floating around.
Later, when Ray and I were alone at the bar for a few moments, I teased
him, saying that he must have lost some of his magic. Ray just laughed
and said that how could he get interested in anyone else when all he
could think about was Jennifer. "Man, I still have visions of her in that
bikini burned into my brain," he said. I laughed and took it as a
harmless compliment until he leaned closer and said into my ear, "In case
you didn't catch my drift Mark, I want to fuck your wife."
At first I thought I must have heard him wrong over the music, but the
way my heart was beating, I knew I didn't. We both laughed it off as a
joke, and changed the subject when Jennifer came back, but I couldn't
stop thinking about what he said. He took Jennifer out on the dance floor
for a spin and I could now see the hungry, intent look on his eyes as
they bounced around with the crowd. Jennifer was pretty buzzed and
obviously was somewhat attracted to Ray, but I don't think she had any
idea how much he wanted her.
By the end of the night, the three of us were very happily drunk and
sitting at a table looking out at the water. "What a vacation," I said.
"I'll say," Jennifer answered, rubbing my leg.
"I'll bet you two had a great vacation," Ray said. "You two lovebirds are
probably going to need a vacation from your vacation."
"You didn't do so bad yourself, Casanova," I joked. "You could probably
use a rest also."
Ray just laughed and flashed a big smile as he sat back. "Aw man, I've
been shut out since Wednesday."
"What's the matter with you, run out of gas?" I teased.
"Ha! Hardly. I guess I just can't get that vision of your wife prancing
around in her bikini out of my head long enough to get interested in
someone else."
We all laughed and Jennifer blushed, but there was definitely some
tension in the air. "Well, if it eases your mind any, we've taken a
breather since Wednesday too," I said, which was true. I just needed a
break after the torrid pace we had set.
Just then the bartender announced that the bar was closing and all three
of us moaned our regrets. Not wanting our vacation to end, I invited Ray
up to our room for a nightcap, which he readily accepted. Jennifer gave
me a strange look at first, but I could tell she wasn't angry.
When we got into Black Cock Only were
digging into his back as he fucked her like a wild animal.
Solomon's weight left her and she gasped for fresh air, missing the
feeling of his body crushing hers. He hadn't quit though. He hooked his
arms under her knees and lifted her entire ass off the bed until her
pussy was level with his cock. He began fucking her hard again.
Ann could see Latrell and Tyrone now that Solomon's body wasn't blocking
her view. They were standing on either side of the bed holding cameras
and taping the action, but she didn't care any more, she loved being
fucked by strong men. Tyrone was zooming in on Solomon's foot long cock
slamming in and out of her pussy and Latrell was running his camera
along her body, capturing the look of ecstasy on her face, her sperm
coated chin, and her erect nipples.
"Here it cums," yelled Solomon. Tyrone and Latrell turned, both focusing
their cameras on his cock.
Ann felt him cum again. His sperm striking places untouched deep in her
pussy and she had the biggest orgasm of her life. Solomon's cock kept
cumming as he thrust it in and out of her pussy his thrusts churning his
sperm, forcing it deep into her womb. She looked up in time to see him
pull his cock out, covered in his sperm and her juices, as it shot a
large wad of sperm that left a string from her nipples to her belly
button.
Solomon was close to being finished. He pointed his cock down at her
shaved crotch and stroked a few more drops of semen onto her body.
Ann just laid on the bed, arms and legs spread, staring at the ceiling.
She was vaguely aware of Solomon walking around naked smoking a
cigarette occasionally talking to Latrell or Tyrone. Bull walked over to
the bed and unzipped his pants, pulling out a gargantuan cock.
"No, please don't..." she muttered staring at it. The black monster was
the biggest, ugliest thing she had ever seen. It was bigger and thicker
then Solomon's, bigger then her forearm. He was uncircumsized, the head
peeking out at her as big as an orange. His balls were as big as the
cantaloupes her mom grew every summer. Bull's cock was some kind of
freakish abomination.
"Shit bitch," said Bull. "I knows you can'ts handle this mutha. Just
jerk me off."
Ann sighed with relief and sat up on the bed. She wrapped both fists
around the shaft and began jerking his cock. It was dry, so she tried to
coat her palms with the copious amount of precum pouring out of the pee
slit, but it wasn't enough. She saw a jar of vaseline shoved in front of
her face and looked up to see that Latrell had moved in close again with
the video camera and was handing her the vaseline.
Ann took the vaseline and began coating Bull's cock with it. It took
half the bottle to cover the entire fifteen inch dark black shaft. She
did a practise stroke and satisfied he was well lubricated, she began
jerking him off.
Thankfully, Bull kept his shirt on covering his fat belly, but she was
still disgusted when it jiggled as she stroked him off. He was also
breathing heavy and sweat was pouring off his brow. Wet marks were
spreading across his shirt under his arms.
He began thrusting forward into her hands, his cock hurting her as it
poked her in the forehead, coming dangerously close to her eye. She
moved her head back away from the striking black snake.
Ann watched fascinated as the head emerged from the foreskin with each
stroke. It was growing, fattening, hardening, and she knew he was close.
Tyrone and