I knew I was lost to black cock this point. "You love that black dick, don't you, slut?"I almost didn't hear him because I was so focused on his cock,...it was so big and so thick but he started to pull it from my mouth again so I answered him."Yes, I fucking love your black dick!"He smiled slyly, he held his cock in my face and I couldn't help but watch it, desperately craving it."Please..." I started.He just laughed at me and smacked my face with it. His cum and my spit made it sticky and. My self-assurance regarding my place in the world. I finally had something worth fighting for. Something more than a nine to five job in a cubicle that I couldn’t give a damn about. There’s nothing like having death experiences one after another to make you realise that you are but a meaningless insect in the grand order of things.Days seemed to be passing by quicker and a whole week had passed without any interaction with an Untethered. I was a little bit hurt by the fact that even Samuel. Trying not to remember and remembering all the same. I'd loved the guy more deeply than I'd ever imagined loving anyone; he was gone; I had to live with it. Or without it, I thought, giving myself a grim little smile.I was hungry, I thought – or, at least, I knew I should be hungry – so I ought to cook. I also ought to look at some of the mail that had accumulated while I'd been away – I'd been genuinely too tired to do anything with it earlier in the week – and begin to get things sorted so. Panting, she pulled Connor up and kissed him, tasting herself on his tongue. “Oh, god, fuck me!” she breathed, sliding his cock up and down her wet slit. He grinned, grabbing both her wrists in one hand and holding them above her head. “With pleasure,” he growled, lining up his cock then pushing it deep inside her pussy in one hard thrust. Alex cried out, wrapping her legs around him as he continued to pin her down, fucking her harder and faster. His hand moved from her waist to her throat,.