No, the grim and me both sensed her resolve. She jumped.I followed her and slowed time down for all but her ability to communicate with me. The look o... shock would normally be amusing, but I don’t find this situation amusing.“What the, what is happening?” She screamed.I ignored the typical question for now. “I am, a powerful person. I slowed time down so we could communicate.”She paused for a second, processing it. Normally they are so quick to just say what again, but she was unique in that. Strikingly beautiful features, great body, didn’t seem to own anything with sleeves, never a strand of that scarlet red hair out of place, even held a conversation without having to fall back on all of the above. Best of all, though, were her fingers. Not a ring in sight.Still, you can’t exactly ask a woman out when you’re contracting at a business. On the way out the door, report submitted and hat in hand, maybe. Maybe. Too damn bad for this particular gig, because Avery was far from the only. Some minutes later he was pounding me like a real bitch and I was feeling like a black cock whore and loving every minute of it…He fucked my ass like I had never been fucked before by a black man. All night long, four times he filled my anus with his warm semen, without showing any sign of being tired….After he woke up in the morning I was on my knees literally begging him not to fuck again my poor, sore, tired, seriously stretched ass and he relented. He told me he wanted to fuck only white. "I should stop, people will see, we'll get kicked out" No, you won't stop till you make me cum. And I want you to get your cock out with the other hand and play with it. No-one can see what you're doing so long as you play slowly" and with that she put her hand on the large bulge in my jeans and started to unzip me. Took a bit of fiddling but she released my very hard dick which felt wonderful to be out of its constraint. She grabbed hold of my other hand, guided it to my dick. "Now play, and.