Mkome brought me to his studio. In the back he stores his sculptures in a big heap. They all look the same. Some tall black god with fierce features, ...arved in ebony. But seen from the back they all look like a big black phallus. The large fangled head is perfectly sculpted, the shaft wide and veiny. My jaw dropped. Mr. Mkome asked if I wanted to see the model for his sculptures. I nodded yes. He then brought out of his robe the biggest, thickest black dick I had ever seen. It looked just like. ..saying things like..."yeah, suck it baby, suck it good" The way it feels as he nears his orgasm, the swelling of his shaft...he pumps it harder and harder, his fingers slamming against my lips. Then he will cry out..."ooooo I'm cumming now baby, I'm going to feed you, suck baby suck!"Oh God, the feeling of his cock as it pumps his hot cum into my mouth is the most heavenly feeling I know. His hand is moving so fast, pumping more and more cum, filling my mouth as I suck as hard as I can.. Her eyes watered but she still moaned when he once again thrust in and out of her, his abdomen slapping against her buttocks. The red marks from her earlier whipping burned with each contact, and she whimpered and cried, yet another orgasm slowly building. Each strain of her muscles and press of his cock into her centre caused her shoulders to twist and burn. His hands pressed down on the back of her shoulders, forcing her pelvis higher, and thrust fast and hard. As the pain built, the friction. It was then Gary announced the pool contest rules. I would be the pool hall girl and they would play each other to see who was going to be serviced by me. Drew said, "Take of the robe, so we can see you in your slip and bra, Missy!" I said, "No way, I'm not going to let you see me in this stuff!" Phil said, "I'm going to call everybody right now and tell them about the gay sissy boy who lives here." I decided I should remove the robe, besides, they already saw the top of the slip and bra. I.