“Don’t you dare fucking cum in my mouth you dirty fucking pervert” she mumbled as she upped the pace and I could see her cheeks concave as she s...cked the life out of me.My balls were tightening and I knew I was close and she squeezed them harder, slightly uncomfortable but I was so close that I didn’t care, “Don’t you fucking cum in my mouth old man” she mumbled sucking like her life depended on it and that was it for me as I felt my cock start to pulsate“NOOO!” she cried as my hot man seed. I'm ready to write it all down."Terry gives her the names of companies where she can buy bottles, printers that specialize in labels, mailing companies, and so many other things she would ever have thought about. He gives her the names of several artists his company uses to design labels for his customers' products.He tells her other things she needs to do, like getting a business license, sales tax permit, and post office box. When she gets off the phone, her hand is sore from writing so. “Shove your cock down my throat. Push my head down. I’m gonna have to taste it first.” These are the things I’d heard her admit an interest for in just the last twenty-four hours or so. Fuck yeah, I’m gonna take it out now. Who wouldn’t? This ain’t Mary Poppins we’re dealing with here.Her eyes were darting around for somewhere safe to land on. Aha - a bottle of wine to top off her glass. Allows her to turn away. But not for long.“Well, I guess there’s just no stopping you now then, college kid.. I am not on birth control, so give me a black baby girl to suck on my huge white tits.”I continued to increase the speed of my hips moving and I was wondering who would cum first, but when he said: “here comes your nigger baby”, I could hold on no longer and my second orgasm came and lead to another scream.After I showered, he took me to Günter and told him that I was a good little whore.“Well, we will see you tomorrow at the same time,” said Günter.“Sir, I can’t come tomorrow. I will have to.