Number one was an older, handsome, distinguished looking black man with a large uncircumcised member. He lubricated his penis and was slow to enter he... demonstrating that she was still quite tight. She gasped & smiled asking, "Are you going to fill me up sir?" I admired that man. He kept his composure while she taunted him about wanting to blow his load. He was there to perform and that's just what he did ignoring her taunts to climax too early. Finally, he ejaculated inside her. His thick seed. Chyna laughs ‘You mean bad girls, right Billy?’ Chyna says before she stands up from the bed to come face to face with Billy Gunn while he is unbuttoning his jeans. Chyna places her hands onto his muscular chest before she powerfully pushes him onto the bed. ‘Yeah… that’s what I meant…’ Billy laughs as he now lays on the bed with his jeans unbuttoned. Billy grins as Chyna grabs the waistline of his open jeans and proceeds to pull them from his waist and off of his strong legs. Chyna grits her. ‘Everybody’s safe.’ Gwen closed her eyes. ‘I did it,’ she whispered. ‘I knew they’d come to get me, and they’d come in shooting. They’re bad guys, Steve.’ ‘I know, Baby,’ Steve said, ‘They’re dead now. You don’t have to be afraid anymore.’ ‘Will you hold me?’ Gwen whispered, barely audible. Steve took her into his arms and held her, unable to keep from shaking as the tears streamed down his face. ‘I love you, Steve,’ Gwen sighed, and then was silent. Steve laid her back on the floor, feeling. While being held down with stomach on the couch, my ass was whipped with hands and belts. I usually like being spanked, but this was clearly a punishment as they never gave me a time to recover and hit hard until I was screaming. They decided to remove the gag after the spanking and my aching jaw could relax a little bit.- You don’t need this anymore. You’re willing to keep getting your throat fucked again, aren’t you boy?- YES SIR!I actually didn’t want any more dick down my throat, I expected.