"Nabila slowly walked over to DaQuan's hospital bed and picked up the piss bottle as DaQuan threw back his sheet. "Oh my God!" Nabila gasped as she sa... DaQuan's penis. I caught myself with my mouth hanging open too and quickly shut it. DaQuan didnt have a penis. He had a cock. A Big Black Cock. It wasn't even hard and it was twice as thick and long as my penis. "I..I..cant," stammered Nabila."Okay, hand me that remote so I can call my nurse then," DaQuan said. "Wait, wait, I'll do it. I'll help. Complaining of the cold just so you can warm me. Touch me, taste me, feel me, desire me, want me, so much that we burn with passion. So much that it aches. Tow drinks later and I’m in a backseat. One back seat later, we are at your front door. Now I’m stumbling to your bedroom, but how I knew were it was, I’ll never know. So I make your bed and lay down. Pretend I have every intention of sl**p. But my claws they gently run down your spine. They tickle lightly at your skin. So your eyes open.. I welcomed every inch as it pumped back and forth through the wall into my mouth. I opened my mouth wider and held my head closer to the hole taking more of his ridged cock into my mouth. His pace grew faster, feeling the benefit of his effort, pushing and pulling the shaft of his cock through my pursed lips. I hold my head even closer to the wall just an inch or so away. The man started to groan as he pumped his dick through the hole and into the back of my throat. I felt ridge of is well. I had no idea, not a clue as to why I had chosen this route. It was probably half a mile longer than the normal way. I wasn’t even sure I knew this street.“This,” she said, pointing to an arched doorway to one of the elegant Georgian houses in the City, “is my home. Fancy a nightcap?”“No more mind fuck?”“I can’t guarantee that,” she said with a smile that was conciliatory. Without further words she walked up the three, well-lit steps to the front door and opened it. I stood for a moment,.