“Oh God, no, um, on my pussy. “That, my girl, good job, suck it good for me,” he said softly, his hand coming to my chin. Xxx “I am not a racist,” I yelled. I lay on the bed, remembering the boys who got me to lie in their back seat and spread my legs for them. I was becoming flustered, and with all of his sex talk and the sound of people having sex on the video monitors, my head was beginning to spin. “I don’t want to meet your friends; they’re scary,” I said, looking at the three other men. Half of the massive cock remained, looking to hide in my twat. “Do you shave your pussy? As we approached the door, they left us alone. I was so mad at being accused that I was seeing red.
