My head bobbed up and down on the long black cock, like a steam piston, one hand jacking his cock off as I balanced myself on the sofa with the other....Tyrone was doggy fucking me like I was his personal slut-which I suppose at this point I was. His hands kneaded my ass-cheeks as he slammed his huge black cock in and out of my now sloppy gaping, cunt. At one point I heard him say"Oh yeah you white slut bitch.... you should see what my black cock is doing to your married white cunt back here!"I. I did not need to read it and still I did……Words did he call me – whore, slut, trollop, and such; claiming I had seduced him deliberately and was not a virgin last night (BUT I WAS!!!). More and more words flowed colder and colder, my denial holding back the tears until at last the dam burst – from a sod grew a wail of despair and disgust. So many lies I had been told and believed, so many deceptions just for the game of him being the first to bed me……His letter stated clear at the end “You are. .." This is just the beginning!" Can we assume it's a failure though?" Well, even though it was intense, the flames didn't last very long." That doesn't mean it's a failure or success though. How vexing." This is why I was against performing this. For all we know, we could've died! Do we even have a small clue what this was supposed to do?" Our linguist says it may have to do with rain or water based on some words that hold similarity to Latin." So we might get rain...or we might have just. He grabbed both of my tits with his hand and pulled on them. My upper body was wrenched off the bed towards his. A guttural sound escaped me; it felt as though my breasts were being pulled away from my body. He put one hand at the back of my head and pulled me forward. This caused my neck to bend and I felt his cock graze my cheek. He pressed it into my lips which I parted to make room for him. He thrust his shaft deep into my mouth. I immediately gagged and tried to pull back. His hand gripped.