This huge bastard stared at me, waiting patiently; arms crossing his chest.“I will not show you my boobs… I just need a phone to call for help…�...�He then smiled with an evil grin across his face and yelled at me:“Now the price is different… I will fuck your round tight asshole instead”"Please..." I begged sobbing in tears. “I just need a phone…”"After I take this niece piece of ass you have, bitch…” He insisted.My trembling hands reached behind my back and unzipped my dress.It slipped to my. He had to take a sip of water before answering. "As a matter of fact, he e-mailed me this morning."Brooke said, "what did he have to say?" Oh, he had gone ahead and made a lot of arrangements. Nevertheless, I e-mailed him back immediately, thanked him for his efforts and explained that we wouldn't be able to go foreword." He looked at her, trying to gauge her reaction but he couldn't. "I'll print them out and let you read them."He left the table, went into the den and waited a few minutes. ..cum in..." Well, the timing was off because Rod was already cumming in me before I could beg again. He let out a vociferous, "Ahhhhhhh." Oh, that familiar and wonderful sound of a satisfied man cumming. It's universal, well, almost (I was once with a man who could climax silently). Well, Rod wasn't quiet. He was one noisy, beautiful, sexy, white boy-fucking black man, and he was mine! I had no towels on the bed. It was just my pantsless body with Rod's cum inside my ass.I knew I shouldn't. And after this, I’ll elaborately give you the sexual endeavors that we did and tried.My Muslim friend’s wife Aaesha was about to suck my cock with her beautiful lips and I wanted to enjoy that, but not in the dark. But she did not allow me to turn on the lights in the living room. I took her inside the bedroom, closed the door slowly, switched on the lights, and kissed her hard. It was the first time I was seeing her naked. Her boobs were perfect, round, and firm, nipples were so.