“White bitch needs some of this black sugar.” I was embarassed and wanted to slink away, but there was no place to go, so I had to play the part o... the white slut ho to his powerful pimp. I squirmed and wiggled like a bitch slut in heat while his powerful black hand roamed over my sissy butt. I was embarassed and wanted to slink away, but there was no place to go, so I had to play the part of the white slut ho to his powerful pimp. He drove me back to his place in Compton. I was both excited. . The hair! His short brown locks wouldcertainly betray this illusion they were looking to set, and that wouldhave to be address before the cloak arrived. If only she had somethingto cover it, and a powdered wig was out of the question.Peter could see the twisted frown on her face. Not quite crestfallen,but disappointed. "Now what is the matter?" It's actually the same matter that we had before," Tabitha saidwoefully, "Your hair just isn't feminine." Oh," said Peter running his hand through. I will bring in the three choices your employer picked out.”Employer? Really? That’s what Amy had told Frita?Frita had me try on all three corsets. Thankfully she did not take the time to lace each one. She decided the black one with white lace would be best and she had me put that one back on. She then began tugging on the laces. I could tell by the boning and overall construction of the corset that it was going to cost me more than a few dollars. As she tugged on the laces my already narrow. Well that didn't work! I slinked into my room, unable to contain my giddy anticipation, and cracked open the aforementioned bottle. I took 2 light wiffs and waited... and waited...and WOW talk about horny! As I lay prone fingering and massaging my hole and taking intermittent inhalation I began to succumb to my desires. I lubed up, I affixed my KING COCK 10inch to the base of my bed(it is my prefered "warm-up" toy) and I assumed my position on all fours. It slid in in so easily! I'm usually.