The setting was the perfect backdrop for this intellectual/aesthetic exchange. We were sitting on a 2-3 person sofa with a rickety coffee table in fro...t of it. Of course, now the pussy-licking horn-dog I (and some of you) know me to be comes out and I start to think, ‘can I go back to her apartment or take her home with me?’ We had never brought up sex in our conversations, but I took a risk and said, “I probably shouldn’t bring this up, it’s very immature of me,” to which she interrupted and. Davon suddenly grabbed my head by the hair and pulled back as he thrust his cock deep into my as."Yeah, take that black dick up your ass, bitch…!”All I could do was moan loudly as this huge, sweaty black bastard ploughed his huge cock into my asshole in such a brutal way. He let go of my hair and I felt him pressing his body against my back, putting all his weight on me. I began to collapse forward onto the bed my legs wide apart as this man keep pounding my ass and lie on top of me. I could. “Gentlemen, I was going to encourage you to show this young lady your appreciation by giving her a big round of applause, but I think you already showed her how much you appreciate her efforts!!” There was weak laughter and I helped her to her feet. Walking her back to the table, she began dressing as I collected items and put them in a bag for her. A voice from one of the cells called out for his prize and with a smile up at me she asked, “Would you do the honors?” I smiled and told her of. Yes! Yes you were! Ive been waiting for a chance to talk to you. You always leave in such a rush I have never gotten a chance until today. I stood speechless, what was I supposed to say? I shuddered Here come with me real quick, I have something to show you. She grabbed my hand and led to the back of the coffee shop. Its what you expect a stockroom of a coffee shop to look like, giant five pound bags of coffee, tones of extra cups and metal shelves holding it all. What are we doing back.