.. punish me for my bad behavior.”As perfectly presented as those buttocks were, I had no intention of beating the poor girl. Someone had truly warp...d Glenda’s concept of her individuality. So, instead of hitting her lovely bottom, I gently ran my fingers over the cool, soft, skin. Glenda squirmed and sighed as my fingers played across her sensitive cheeks. When I slid further down and merely brushed across her star, she came.I kept petting Glenda’s body, drawing ever nearer to her supposedly. My eyes widened as I stared at the girthy black dick twitching in front of my face. It must have been nearly a foot long and about as thick as my wrist. Suddenly, Jamal grabbed the base of his cock in one hand and the back of my head with his other hand."Let's cut to the chase! It's time to ruin your faggot mouth!" Without mercy, he yanked my head forward and impaled my mouth on his massive dick. I felt his soft squishy cock head reach all the way to the base of my throat. I gagged and choked. "Hello Linda, yes it'sabout the shoot. I have reconsidered. Oh you have a few other candidatesfor the job by now? None of them have signed just yet and if I'm thefirst to sign I get the job after all? Great okay I'll be on my way,"Victor said with a dread filled voice.Linda smiled as she put down the phone. During the days her ad had beenup Victor had been the only one to actually show up on his interview.Apparently her store front seemed as too big a scare off for otherpotential candidates. It. "His briefs were stretched tight and bulging upward. I wasn’t going to do anything but look. I had just gotten my head over his zipper and had just begun to try to make out the shape beneath the fabric. Then suddenly, he caught the back of my head and shoved my face right down into his crotch. Dad had always worn white briefs, or "tighty-whities," as I called them. He pushed my face right up against the fabric. As my face was being held there, I don’t remember resisting. I guess he thought I.