I stood there, staring the whole scene with my eyes wide open.. Then I saw my Boss walking naked over to the bed and got on her hands and knees. Meanw...ile, three men started feeling me up…I was starting to get turned on by the thought of being fucked by all these black men; these well-endowed black men. Three of them surrounded me and rubbed on my body. They had large hands. They were pushing their hands up underneath my skirt and feeling my wet pussy. I decided to close my eyes and just let. I recently converted to Islam, which stunned my Haitian family since I was raised Christian. Folks, God is not a white man. Also, the real Jesus Christ was a middle-eastern Jewish man, not the Aryan that European art and propaganda made him out to be. Christianity has been white-washed, and honestly, it’s weakened the black community. I meet a lot of black folks who want to fight for their rights and defy white racism. How can you fight white racism when you kneel before the white male image in. They enjoy torturing me. They play the same game with me licking the ball sacks of the jocks. I have to identify each jock by his ballsack. This is a bit easier as guys have different sized nutsacks, and some are more hairy than others. But I still get a fair share wrong. Now they have started a game where blindfolded, I have to stick my tongue up the asshole of a jock and tell which jock it is by tasting the inside of his rectum. They think all of this is too funny for words. I often have to. Four very odd expressions were seen then four thumps and knocks as bodies and guns hit the floor.“Let’s take their belts off them. Diego, can you go get us two empty buckets please.” Brad asked. Gloria repeated in Spanish as they had gotten there just in time to watch the action.Lorenzo entered through the broken door, “Is everybody okay?” As he saw the five men on the floor, “Woooooo!”“Lorenzo, these men had houses. Can we put them in the fenced field?” Poncho asked, and Lorenzo nodded, “Bring.