He gave me another big glass but I refused. Suddenly he got angry and said that I was a pathetic faggot and I had do what he says. Somehow turne... on, I downed the drink to please him, he gave me three more and I downed them too.

Super drunk, he led me to his bedroom and I was surprised to see a camera at the end of his bed, I was so drunk and horny that I didn't care.

He threw me on the bed and turned on the camera and I instantly started posing for it. He said he was gonna put it on the. His words were deliberately taunting. He called her his 'slut', his 'whore', and that fanned the flames of sexual lust all the more. She didn't care if she was a slut, or a whore. That fabulous black cock of Willis' had been a revelation to her the first time she's seen it out in the open. Her husbands cock (or rather, 'penis') couldn't begin to compare to Willis'. Not in a million years!Willis asked her if she missed his 'big (N-word) cock', to which she readily replied: 'I miss it SO MUCH!!'. “Yes, he does,” she responded.“This is Mr. Don Watson with the Halifax Company,” I lied. “We are planning a little welcome party for your husband, Jeff, and you. We will supply you with round trip tickets to Springfield and back. It is to be a total surprise for Jeff. Could you make it?”I couldn’t help thinking what a prick I was, but all is fair in love and war. I was at war.“I could get my sister to watch the c***dren,” she answered. “It sounds very nice. When is the affair?”I almost gave a. Tonight business was going well for them, the crowds were in and they had already shifted about a grands worth in the first 2 hours. The packed pub made it easy for dealings to go unnoticed and the cubicles in both the toilets looked like they had been exposed to snow. Now Winston and George were not the kind of guys you wanted to meet in a dark alley. Winston around 6"3 shaved head and skin so dark his eyes and his polished teeth stood out prominantly. He was from african decent but had spent.