. well last night ... shit!”“Ezekiel Waxerman! There will be no such language in this house! Where are your brothers and sister. Tell me, young ma..., right this instant!”Zeke looked extremely uncomfortable, but his aunt was not one to beat around the bush with. “Delilah is taking care of their ummm ... morning wood. She said you ‘n her were told you guys were ‘sposed to! I figured I’d get in trouble if I did, so I left ‘em to it,” Zeke finished, blushing and looking down.Seeing the range of. Wrong answer. The huge black gay said, landing his hardest slap yet to the tender tush. The laughter from the rest of the group got louder. A few of them were stroking their giant cocks at the sight of the beaten white boy. Ill take it. The white boy whispered suddenly. Please…just stop.. The big black man stuck the tip of his giant black cock against the tiny hole of the frightened white boy. He held it there for a few moments. The white man was so frightened of what he knew would come, he was. Never had he met someone who dared to speak to him the way she did and the moment she stepped out, he'd left the bed meaning to talk to her further then listened beneath her window as she moaned softly in pleasure. Enamoured, he wanted to know how delicious she tasted and with an urgent need to know her carnally, he'd returned to his bed, hoping she was thinking about him and would seek him out."You're stunningly, beautiful," he whispers, cupping her face as he undoes his breeches with his. ” Sally stood and smoothed out her dress. Her boobs strained at the material. “I really came home today just to make sure everything was cool with us.”“It’s cool, daddio.” Patrick looked up into her eyes and saw the doubt there. “Everything’s fine.”“Right.” Sally turned and walked to the door. She wondered if Patrick’s eyes were glued to her shapely behind. If so, he was such a pervert. For some reason, that thought sent a little thrill through her. “I’m going to get a snack. Good night.”.