. I was just curious and...” I don’t think I made much sense, but she just seemed to be relieved that I wasn’t a guy and so she opened. Charlott... was a pretty young thing. She was slender, but had a broad frame, so she would never be thin, no matter how hard she tried. She was in her early twenties and had long black hair that currently hung in messy streaks, light eyes that looked grey in the pale light and wore some dark make-up and fake lashes, all of which was messy and running down her. I expected her to cover herself up, but instead she opened the door and reached down inside the refrigerator. Her big breasts swung forward.“I fancied a ham sandwich with mustard, do you want one?”I didn’t particularly, but I was looking for anything to give me a reason to stay!“Hmm, oh, sure Mrs. T.”“Less of the Mrs. T. My name is Val.”“Sure Mrs. T, I mean Val.”She placed the ham and mustard on the countertop and turned to face me, one hand on the countertop.“Am I embarrassing you Marc? Shall. I was an employee, after all, and they wouldn't be without resources.In retrospect the third choice reflected my naiveté. I think I subconsciously believed that any large corporation had a secret hit team or something like that just sitting around ready to go somewhere with guns blazing. The only ones like that were governments, but even they had due process and rules hampering them.Running appeared to be my best option. But I needed some place safe every step of the way. As I packed a few. "Now get on your knees and suck me," Tyler ordered. I did what I was told and taking his massive black cock in my hands I licked at his helmet and down his shaft to his balls. He was totally shaven and his balls felt massive as I sucked one and then the other. "That's it suck my balls ; get that cock back in your mouth. You want to be a black man's bitch don't you? Experience black cock stretching your tight ass and filling you with cum," he said, not really as a question, more of a statement..