This wasthe Kombat Master, the only main non-player character in the game.Basically, he was just the referee in all of the fighting arenas, andsort of...the spokesman for the people who run the game whenever they wantto give a message to the players.The game's slogan "BECOME A CHAMPION" flared across the screen, just asit did every time the game loaded up.I quickly typed in my name and password, then sat back and waited for mycharacter profile to come up. I smiled, thinking about how far I. ‘Okay. Orgasm. Eight.’ he commands again. This time, he hears no noise except what he imagines is her cellphone falling from her hand and hitting the bench. As the seconds tick by, he thinks maybe she hung up on him, but no. The line is still open. He hears static noises and then her breath. ‘You… bastard… ‘ she whispers, laughing and breathless. ‘Good?’ he says laughing. ‘I need to change my underwear when I get home now…’ she says accusingly. Or tried. She wasn’t convincing. ‘Oh no. The. As she lay in all her finery she began to enjoy the reaction that she had upon his manhood, and as she did she began to exude even more sexuality. Her nipples clearly evident behind the lace that previously masked their former existence.As J kissed her deeply on the mouth he slowly began to move his hands toward her now erect nipples as she moaned out loudly on reaching the desired spot, slowly rubbing and gently pinching them to enhance their sensitivity.Still fully adorned in lace he then. With a slight grin on his face his mouth returned to my pussy and began lightly sucking my clit. I couldn't prevent my gaze from returning to the TV. My chest began heaving and moans streamed from my lips as my hips lifted my clit to his avid licking and sucking. I was aroused not only by what he was doing to me but also by the knowledge that he knew I was thinking of a black man between my thighs and he had smiled knowing it and still returned to eating me. For some strange reason it.