"All the fuckin' time, sweetie". I answered. "When you're like me you do what the fuck you are told - no matter how nasty it is." Like what?" he asked..."Like suckin' cock, eating out men's ass holes, drinkin' piss - every kind of nasty ass shit". I said, before bowing down and back to sucking his cock. Finally he grabbed the back of my head and forced his dick way into my throat and he ejaculated deep into my throat. I swallowed his cum and then asked him how he liked the blow job. He told me. She felt her face flush from the attention and looked down.At that moment she noticed the spot of semen on her chin and the long wet stain on her blouse. She felt a hot jolt of embarrassment as she realized that at least a few of the passengers on the elevator noticed it and likely knew what she had been doing. But at the same time she felt excited and could feel the wetness between her legs.It was as if the white people who were enjoying her exposure were using her, too. It wasn't the same as. Wooden beams with metal clasps were bolted to one of the cinder block walls. There was a workbench with plastic drawers that I had no idea what they contained. It was all so primeval looking. Scary, yet intriguing. Intriguing because of the contrast of his otherwise well-appointed and decorated house. Intriguing because of his rather proper and gentlemanly nature. It just didn’t seem to fit. “I would have preferred that you would have given me a chance to explain how deep I am into this before. But the excitement of something so taboo made me continue. I was lost in this piece of masculine flesh and wanted him to release the proof that would confirm he was pleased.Whoever he was, he just stood there on the other side of the partition, letting me sate my hunger as I fed on his cock. I tried to do things that I knew I liked for Barbara to do to me, like suck hard on the tip and press the point of my tongue into that cluster of nerves under the head. Forcing my mouth down all the way.