Rashad was all "thug" too. He wore black doo-rags on his head quite a lot. His carved arms and the tops of his hands displayed tattoos, some that appe...red gang-related. He wore baggy shorts and armless muscle tees alot as summer had just started. To me, he was a stallion. A gorgeous black man that seemed to have an attitude amongst attitudes. In some ways, his appearance scared me because he seemed so mean all the time. I had thoughts that he had been in prison before.This thought fueled my. I pull even harder, and now there’s a touch of pain in her eyes, but she doesn’t protest. I pull harder, and now the pain is evident. I pull harder, and I see fear. Her chin juts forward, her eyes well with tears. I’m not making love to her, but fucking her into a writhe of jiggling, porcelain flesh, her glowing patterns nothing but streaks of light, flashing like a strobe with my untamed lust. ‘Stop!’ she screams, but I just laugh. I slap her face, whipping her head to the side, her neck. They guy fucking you looked at me, pointed at your ass and asked, "can I" I smiled, "sure you can" He pulled back and pushed his cock against you asshole, slowly he went inside, that big cock stretching your ass.You moaned with the other big cock in your mouth, oh this is awesome you thought, I untied you, and told the guy who you where sucking to lay down, then I told the other one to pull back and help you get that other cock in your pussy, he helped you get on and the first cock filled you. I offered to do it for him. He just kinda stammered and said he could never take advantage of me like that as i was to kind and innocent. i just kinda told him that i did not mind at all and would be pleased to do this for him and told him i had always had that fantasy. I walked over to him as he sat in his chair and got on my knees before him reaching up to undo his belt and the botton on his jeans. He got up to let me pull his pants down and i reached for his boxers pulling slowly watching.