I felt his cold hard hand move up and down my butt. He grabbed my leggings and pulled them down to my thighs and I felt his herd wet cock slide betwee... my butt cheeks and then he slapped my butt really hard leaving a big red hand print. His hand grabbed my panties and pulled the down to my leggings. His cock slid between my thighs under my little white cock. He lined his cock up with my butthole. Already wet from the last guys cum he thrust his cock in my ass. I felt his stomach over my ass and. "What's the matter white boy, too big for you?" he asked."No James." Call me sir!" he demanded."Yes sir, I'm sorry." I replied. Then he grabbed my hair and smacked me in the face with his monster cock. Rubbing it all over my face, and shoving his balls in my mouth. He pushed me down and turned me over. He got ontop of me and ripped off my pants, and slowly started massaging my small white ass, and rubbing his black cock up and down my crack. He grabbed a handfull of my hair and pulled my head. Things were going remarkably well for her family. After Bill's father passed away eight years ago, they received an inheritance that put them on a firm financial footing. Not a huge amount of money but they were able to pay off their mortgage. Their home was not large but it was comfortable and in a good neighborhood. They resisted the urge to buy a more expensive home which turned out to be a good decision. They came through the housing market crisis okay and were now debit free. Their. Travis put his hands together, centered himself and straightened his hair better than a barber could ever manage. He gave her wink and launched himself from the truck, taking the steps to the front entrance two at a time.In a moment, a thin fifty-something woman, with bright red cats-eye frames dressed in a black with white striped tailored pants suit, strode out the door with him. She was still putting on her long coat as they came down the stairs. Anya hopped out of the passenger side and met.