I started to suck with a renewed purpose, intent on pleasing him. He grabbed my head and started mashing me down, forcing me to take it all the way in... he did this at irregular intervals. This forced compliance was thrilling to me. I kept bobbing up and down, wanting to please him, needing to finish this, wanting his cum so badly.Tell me what you want, he demanded again. Tell me what you need.Reluctantly, I pulled his fat head out of my mouth. Plese, please, give it to me, give me your cum. I. A guard may stop me initially, but he would then let me pass without question. I was directed to go to the elevators to the second floor, take a right and enter the third door on the left. My access badge would unlock it. Inside on the right was an empty office I could use to make my phone calls securely.Other than a lot of questioning looks from people here, no one stopped me as I went to right where the message on my phone had said.My new phone had a button on the screen which started a. “Yeah?” He asked, sounding frustrated, wanting to get on his with his day. I explained to him the situation, that I had accidentally taken the cash. That I was a few hours away from home. He didn’t seem to care, though. “Man, that’s not my problem. Your little lady here will have to figure it out.” He said harshly. As I stayed silent for a minute, and so did he. I then heard him chuckle, I could almost hear the smirk growing on his lip. “Looks like she has a plan.” He remarked, as I listened. " Both guys were grunting and groaning from their hard work while I was moaning from my pleasure of being a black cock sandwich. This went on for several minutes before dreadlock man shouted blissfully and incoherently, "Aw fuck! I'm gonna cum mutha fucker! Auugghhh OWW! Oh Yea! Auggh yea!"I could feel the warm ropes of cum that were hitting the inside of my bowels as he crammed himself into my ass so hard, I could feel his balls pressed up under mine. He continued to yell until he had emptied.