So he hasn't fucked me today but he will do, it could be tomorrow, it could be next month but his huge black cock will be in this pussy soon and will ...e giving me the pleasure iv needed for so long, the pleasure your pathetic white cock doesn't give me does it bitch?"Mike opened his mouth to speak but I didn't let him.I lowered myself down completely now and stopped him from speaking. "Yes he will bitch, you get no say on that, he will be using this pussy any time he likes and in anyway he. He spat into my open mouth and gently pushed me to my knees. I excitedly pulled down his shorts and pressed my head against his huge cock. His fingers ran through my hair and grabbed hold. He held my head as if it were a fleshlite, guiding me down onto his cock. The tip slid in then more and more inches. I gagged hard as my chin pressed against his balls. He worked my head and his hips with ease, fluently fucking my face. My gags and choking sounds were met with moans and groans of pleasure. And ‘I am looking forward to your story’. I breathe deeply, and wonder where to begin. I begin with what he is doing at the moment. He is in bed, waiting to hear about my trip so far. I wonder if he is naked? And ask him. He asks me if I am. No fair. I asked first. Ok. He is. Am I? Yes. ‘And?’ ‘And what?’ ‘And anything I should know about?’ ‘Like what?’ ‘Are you horny?’ ‘Umm, well, err, yes’? Time for him to ponder that reply. ‘Well honey, what’s up’? ‘Are you’? ‘Am I what?’ ‘Up?’ Pause.. Or had that been the original plan, and did you find yourself in the same ecstatic spheres as I found myself in, because the game started to play the players? And if that was so…what were you doing all alone there in the shower? Could it be..? I just stand there in the hall, as I hear how you put on the shower. My mind’s eye immediately reacts to the sounds that I hear, when I slowly walk through the door. I wanna hear the water when the drops touch you. In my mind, I see a visual of how I.