Sitting on this dirty couch, licking cum off my lips, head spinning at the thought that I was in fact what those six delicious black cocks had spent the last two hours calling me, a cocksucker. It didn't fully hit me until they were all gone. Sure, I was terrified of what could happen to me if I said no.
If I spat the cock out of my mouth and walked out. Which is a surprise because while I was busy getting myself drunk on all the black cum I could swallow, I came twice.īut the thought of what they would do to me if I said no, made my cock hard. Anytime I didn't have a huge throbbing black cock in my hand, which wasn't very often, I wrapped my hand on my own rock solid dick. Which until today I thought was pretty big. I mean, I hadn't received any complaints back home.
HOME! Fuck! I was supposed to meet my parents and brother thirty minutes ago. I found my shirt, crumbled up in the corner and sprinted out of the room and down the hallway, passing a semi-chubby white dude with dark curly hair and glasses.
