“The train is slowing down, likely for the next town,” I interrupted, “let’s get off this train and we can talk somewhere a bit quieter.”“...kay,” she said.That was good, I was gaining a bit of trust. I opened the door up a bit to look out on the landscape. It was night time, so there was a limited likelihood people would see us. The train was going perhaps ten miles an hour; unless it was stopping here, this was about as good as it was going to get.“Lean out and look out ahead,” I told her; she. "Get these clothes off her," Lucifer shouted to several of the men standing around them. He held Abigail's arms tightly behind her while his men began trying to strip her clothes off. Abigail tried to kick out, but the men just thought it was sport. Someone grabbed her skirt and ripped it from her in one quick motion. Her eyes were large as saucers and she froze when she saw another man with a large knife approach her. Abigail was terrified she was going to be killed. She dared not move. The. Fuck you! You want to talk about being a man? When I found out that Beth was stepping out on me, I didn’t treat her like a whore. I didn’t raise my hand to her, and I didn’t resort to posturing. I’ve seen you treat Beth’s mother like shit for years, so don’t you ever tell me you know what a real man does. As an officer, it’s been 40 years since you even admired a real man in the shower ... SIR!”I snarled and hung up the phone on him. It was the first time that I’d gotten well and truly angry,. I was proud that I was managing to these two huge dicks in my mouth and proud that I was pleasing these two black men who I had known for less than an hour.”Tell me how you like sucking our cocks, slut” said Marcus,”I love it daddy. I love sucking your big black cocks. I love how they are stretching my mouth. Will you fuckmy face please daddy?””only if you tell us what you are, slut””yes daddy. I’m a white slut whore for black cock. I will never want a puny white dick again. I am a slut for.