.. I could picture myself in my mind as a drug crazed sex object or worse yet, a male prostitute who took what ever money I could get for selling my a...s and mouth and use it to support my desire for the drugs.I started to realize that my life was over and my wife would most likely never see me again as I did not know how long I had been captive here, and while she was away at her mom's house for a few days, most likely I would be hooked and turning tricks by the time she got back to town.She. Almost like back when I was a k** and I touched myself for the first time.I stopped, staring down at my hand. My fingertips were moist now, and even without touching I could still feel the excitement between my legs. “That’s impossible,” I said, keenly ignoring the impossibility of the entire situation. “I’ve had lots of… I mean, I used to… holy shit, I’m a virgin.”I sat down on my bed, staring over at the distraught girl in the mirror. Me. I was staring at me. This was all too weird. I was a. "Not bad for a white boy" said Matthew."Thanks, yours is awful nice. Glad you're stereotypical," I snickered."So I guess the swallowing is out? If so I understand, my boyfriend is one of the few white boys that aren't scared of my meat." Well make that two white boys," I said as I dropped to my knees. As I hefted his cock and looked closer, it seemed about as big around as a roll of 50-cent pieces, and closer to 10". The hood covered a bright pink tapered head, which I knew would make it easier. He motioned me to scrunch down in bed toward him. He grabbed my legs and flipped me over, then pulled me up on my knees. I felt the head of his slimy wet cock press between my hungry pussy lips, and with one giant thrust, Bubba Jake was inside my cunt all the way to the hilt. It drove the air out of my lungs. Then his hands cupped my titties, and he began dog-fucking me fast and deep. God, I could hardly breath!"Hey, look at this Rob! I got your darling little white girl on her knees, getting.