She had been fucked by several different Black cocks in the last couple of days since Dazhawn had raped her and her body had betrayed her every time. ...he hated the though of being Black fucked. She was their captive, their slave and she didn’t want to enjoy the fucking. But every time after the pimps roamed their Black hands over her soft, white body, and sucked on her tits and fucked her with their big Black cocks, she couldn’t resist. She started moaning out her cums and begged them to fuck. He knew what he was doing for sure. I backed against the wall as hestarted to explore me with his tongue. The pleasure was building. Mypussy was dripping. He was in no rush however, not that I wascomplaining. I just continued to moan happily, fingering myself.He eventually came to my pussy and licked it clean."You are horny!" he said as he did so."Too much for you?" I said.He stood up and got ready to penetrate. I looked at him with a smile."Ready already? Don't ease up then, I want it hard,. What was left of the old me still admired what I could see, the tanpaint still had a shine, the deep black fenders and running boardsset off the light color of the car's body. It had four doors, theback two opening in the opposite direction of the front. Somehowthe words "suicide doors" popped into my head, but I couldn'tactually place why."Am I driving?" I asked my escort as Benny opened the back door andvaulted inside from the running board.John laughed as he herded me toward the passenger. We talked in the lobby for almost an hour. We finally had to part ways. Once back at my room I could not stop thinking about her. She was blonde, nice firm medium sized tits, pert ass and sexy eyes and face. I am guessing in her mid fifties, I decided her husband is a lucky man to be banging that every night. Next morning I had my first interview, and the owner of the company showed up. I felt the interview went well and headed back to my hotel. I ran into the woman I had met the night before,.