He felt only the smooth contours so familiar to his hands from his girlfriend Mandy, but this time the feelings from his hand were echoed by the feeli...g of the new contours of his crotch feeling his hand.Dennis looked around, stunned by his rapid change. He finally set eyes on Fazir's male form standing now in the blue mist."How could you do this to me Fazir? I only wanted you to, you know, give me a little oral action." Dennis asked."Very simple, my former master. Your wish could have been. Nigh kept gasping those sadistic little details as she made good on all those dirty little ideas she put in my head. I tried not to think of all the carnage that was to come simply to rid the world of one Politian. There were no comforting thoughts to be found, though her finger nails digging into my flesh would provide a distraction whilst I invaded familiar dark territory. ………. ‘Now arriving at the twentieth floor presidential sweets please exit the elevator.’ A synthetic voice chimed freeing. Perhaps it was, but when Isis did it again four days later, the feeling she produced was just as intense, both physically and mentally. The build-up was the same but, instead of using oil, she decided to use her lips and tongue to finish me off, with both her hands working on my ass and my balls. The effect was painful, totally awesome, very special, and if it never happens again, I will remember it to my deathbed. After the second attack by Isis, my balls ached for almost twenty four hours.. Sherry began moaning once more, her white legs clamped tightly around his pile driving muscular black ass pulling him hard against her as he shoved his massive black cock into her, her white arms clutching him tightly to her white tits and her full red lips kissing him passionately. She sighed, moaned, groaned telling him over and over, yes, yes, yes baby fuck me with that big black, nigger cock. Fuck my white pussy, nigger, fuck me good?, Sherry moaned it over and over, her sexy white hips.