NowI could smell the real man, that musky man scent that once again almostsent me over the edge. Desperately, I controlled my breathing, I didn'twant ...t to end just yet.Sitting up again I looked at his peaceful face, still snoring gently,oblivious to the pleasure he was giving the 16 year old boy who livednext door. His beautiful body was toned and shaped by the duties of asoldier, he was the embodiment of masculinity but with none of thecourse rough edges. Slowly my eyes moved dreamily. He put ran a finger around my lips and looked me in the eye “You can do it baby, I have faith in you” he said.Brandon put two fingers in my mouth and rubbed them on my tongue massaging its entire length. Slowly he put more and more down my throat and slowly finger fucked my throat. He pulled his fingers out and I spit up lots of saliva. Brandon added a third finger in my mouth and pushed them down again. In and out faster and faster he fucked me like he does a pussy. I began to gag and he kept. “There are also the Black Umma and the Black Mamba, two avowedly black nationalist gangs, but their politics are very sketchy. Their racket is hashish for the former, booze for the latter, and a so-called ‘head tax’ levied on everyone in their respective districts, plus tolls they imposed on outsiders. They tend to treat their own people well enough, though, and in the latter territory, there is even some limited democracy. In the former, it’s technically under Sharia law.“And there is La Raza. To prepare for the evening he’d given himself an enema, had a light snack and downed a bottle and a half of Gatorade. He’d learned the importance of being hydrated before extended play in heavy leather over the course of many sessions with Bethany.Brianna had been fortunate enough to land an apartment in one of the swankier on-campus developments. Students below grad-level weren’t often given the privilege, so it was most likely due to her scholarship. Individuals that a university wished to.