I’m so close.”“Naughty little cum sluts don’t get to choose where or how they cum.” Your heel continues driving into my leg. The thin fabric...starts to tear under its unrelenting edge.“No, you can’t do this to me. I need this. I’m desperate.”“Where’s your manners, cum slut?” Your voice snaps against me like a whip while you line up the wafers and chocolate bars on the counter behind the toilet one by one. Gazing intently at you, I follow your hands as they open up one of the wafer packages,. Males are pack a****ls, so most will follow and serve the stronger man. Eventually, a lot of white boys end up meeting the right black man and sucking black dick. Just nature taking its course. Me, I think it can be a beautiful thing, and I love having a white jock on his knees in front of me. Just the look they get in their eyes when they're sucking my black dick is enough to get me off. I don't need to degrade them. It's just a white boy sexually submitting to a black man, the way nature. “Abigail! You found him didn’t you?” he said.“Yes, Aaron, I did. I came as soon as I got back so I could report to you. I haven’t even been home yet,” said Abigail.“Come in, come in,” he said. She slid by him and took a seat at the dinette table across from the living room. “What did he say?” said Aaron Bradshaw.“Aaron, I need to get this out before I start bawling again,” she did. “Aaron, our Sam is injured, bad injured and disfigured. He’s not the same man we all once knew.”He fell into the. There were three pictures and no text. I checked again, as I was sure there was a mistake and I was looking at the wrong pictures. The first one was of a little girl in a cheerleader outfit out on a football field. She was jumping up with her legs spread wide and her arms out, holding pom poms. Her ponytails had flown up, as had her short skirt. You could see that she was not wearing panties. Her top did not show any sign of breasts. The second pic was of her in a tiny yellow bikini. .