.This is an adventure.. . . oh.You are it’s hero.Oh.You are the hero of this adventure, and you are excited to be here. This is the most exciting ex...erience you have ever had in your entire life.. . . okay.Excited. And powerful. Did you know? That you are powerful?How am I powerful? I can’t move. I can’t scream. I’m about to be raped. How is this powerful?What this poor man is doing is proof of your power.. . . what?Look at him.No, please, don’t make me—LOOK AT HIM.Laurie looked. A black man—so. Out to the head of his cock and back in again...out ...in...almost right out...fully and deeply in.She wasn’t crying now....She felt herself almost purring;loving the beautiful burning and feeling the shockwaves of his anal assault through into her still gushing cunt.He had moved them both slightly sideways and instead of the map she was leaning on glass.As his speed and force increased she raised her head and saw the people in the shop....looking at her.Three men and a laughing. " Without waiting for me to answer, she ducked under my arms, and entered the front room.Sighing, I closed the door, and turned to face her, still not saying anything. Walking up to me, she placed her hands on my chest, and looked me deep into my eyes. I am a bit taller than her, and as I looked down, I could see the massive cleavage of her 38DD tits. The green in her eyes glinted as she whispered, "I will do ANYthing, to make it up to you."I arched an eyebrow at this statement, and then nearly. It was a man in slacks and a nice dress shirt, who grabbed my arm and said, “I’m the store manager, young lady, you’ll have to come with me.”My heart jump into my throat, and I stammered some banal response, but going through my head was how much trouble I had just gotten myself into. By the time we got to his office at the back of the store, I was crying and stammering about how I didn’t mean it and can’t I just give it back.Once we were in his office, he sat me on a chair in front of his.