..and exploded two shots of his cum down my throat. On the third shot, he pulled out of my throat and finished by filling my mouth with his black seed.....as I savored his taste. I swallowed the remains and looked up at him and smiled.He said, "I knew you couldn't resist when I saw you staring at my crotch. You will always be available whenever a black man wants to use you".I stared in amazement and said, "how did you know?" You white pussyboys are all the same...ready to do a kneedrop whenever. Both Phillip and Raleigh were enjoying watching me smoke and smoking with me. Their smoking gestures were so effeminate and as we relaxed and smoked, they were sitting like very swishy gay guys do, but somehow it troubled me not at all. Everything seemed so natural and comfortable. My usual nervousness about gays had totally vanished. We finished our lovely white cigarettes. "Well, it's time for play," said Raleigh and we all got up and headed down the hall to the guest bedroom.It was a large. I began planning for Josh to help me start a little population explosion of my own. Besides being yummy, as I have said, Josh also turned out to be brilliant (I’ll bet you could already tell) and, when I got him a little drunk, quite funny. Best of all — JACKPOT! — Josh was a totally normal healthy male that I could turn on like pushing a button. It’s no credit to me, any girl as top heavy as me with long raven curls and my tiny waste could have done the same, but I got him first. Josh was a. He stopped and sat down next to me. He said his name was Mike and they were going to be a bachlor party and wanted to know if I wanted to make some money. I told him I did but what did I have to do? Mike said they would pay me $300 and all I had to do was have sex with him and five other guys, Mrs. Wilkens is already signed up. I thought about it for a minute and told him yes. He told me when and where and walked away. On the night of the party Mrs Wilkens picked me up and we drove a couple of.