He slowly slide more and more of his BBC in my ass. He told me to relax, as i toke more and more of his BBC. I finally had 6" of his BBC up my ass and...it was starting to feel really good. I Could only take 9" of his BBC in my has and he started to fuck my ass faster and faster. I had a hard on and precum was dripping out of my little dick. He kept telling me how he loved fucking my tight sissy boy ass. I told him hoe i loved having his BBC, in my sissy boy ass. I had not realized it, but he now. She thought through all this as she lay with a naked man in his bed with a clear erection and desire for her. She took a mental deep breath and reached down and stroked his penis. He gave a little shiver (of delight). “Sure? Oh good. We’ll take it really slowly.”“I’m not sure what to do. Tell me what you like.”“I like what you’re doing, but I’d like it more if I could feel your naked body against mine.” She sat up and pulled off her nightdress. He slid down the bed and pulled down her panties.. ..To all that were watching, and what she intended to do was quite clear as the crowd broke the silence, with first one black female, and then several others starting to chant as even more, mostly black women joined in “Yea Do It, Do the white bitch, do her really Good”! This was all it took for the sexual fun and gameful abuse to begin! Had Deanna not already been throat, and face fucked numerous times that evening this would have been terrifying, but in a detached perverted sort of way she. He leered at me. His knuckles cracked loudly in the silence of the night. I knew this beating would be worse than the others. At this point I would be lucky to be alive when he had finished venting in the form of violent kicks and punches. The second blow landed in my stomach. I made a small noise in my throat. My stomach swirled in madness and worked its way up my esophagus. Everything I had eaten and even things I hadn’t came up. I saw blood swirled in the mess. His fingers grabbed at my hair.