Now that I was earning a nice paycheck, I didn’t mind blowing a little on new clothes. First, I thought it was super cute that when deciding on activities for a racially-charged sex party, Marcus thought first of kissing and cuddling. XXX “Get naked.”
“…Here?”
“Fuck yeah, bitch. “Hold on, bitch, I’m getting myself ready.” He pulled all the way out and began fucking me in a slow rhythm. Reaching out a large hand, he said, “Nice to meet you Caitlin.”
“Nice to meet you.” The man’s big black paw took my delicate white hand in an overly firm grip. “Shit that’s big!” Her face was contorted in pain. Give it a few.” Sure enough, a minute later I felt a little more cramping and another flood of water came streaming out.
