Then one day he made my fantasy to come true. I was told to go to a local motel room, dress up in my schoolgurl outfit and then wait for him to arrive... Like a good little married white slut I happily obeyed my Black Master.Jerome arrived and I greeted him as usual on my knees and begging him to suck his black hard cock. He said I deserved a good treat, as he pulled his hardened dark cock out from his trousers. Opening my mouth wide, I took this beautiful black piece of hard meat in my mouth and. By the time they sang the impossible “Emotional.jpg” it became almost too much of a good thing. No, I never had any doubt about their talent.It was all the lovey-dovey stuff that bothered me. These kids are nine years old. Nine. Not nineteen or sixteen or even thirteen. Nine. So why do they have to do the whole romantic and flirty thing? Watching them make goo-goo eyes at each other and say things like “My girlfriend and me really like singing together” just made me cringe. I didn’t want to. I drank my fill as the struggle in her slowly faded away and her eyes slowly closed. The color faded from her skin and her heart slowed and then stopped and I knew she was dead.I wrapped her body up in the bed sheets and hoisted it over my shoulder with great ease and walked out the room. I walked to my truck and threw the body in the back and walked back to pay for the room. I wiped the blood from my mouth and approached the counter were the young man was I meet earlier when I purchased the. Money. money is in my face just as much as the dicks, and im a rich bitch. they keep stuffing cocks in my mouth and i start making them pop and cum all over me. when theyve all shot their loads, im covered. i have a glaze all over my head and my tits, and im half-painted white, and im in love with the fucking disgusting smell coming off of me right now :)the guys call me horrible names and thank me for being so nasty, and i shout some thank yous at them as they leave.i count my cash. a little.