There stood an in shape black man just looking at me kneeling with my mouth open. He closed the door and said "Pull it out and get to work". As my c...ck was throbbing with anticipations I grabbed the zipper of his pants and unzipped him. He wasn't wearing boxers so I could see the base of his cock immediately. It was just as massive as the picture he had sent even flaccid. I pulled his pants off all the way and just stared at his cock while gently massaging it. I could feel it start to. "Yea? How's that?" I watched as he dug into his pocket, pulling out a small Ziploc bag with several small red, crystal-looking rocks inside. "What's that?" Meth," he said swinging the baggie between his fingers. "Get the whore hooked on this shit and she'll come begging you to do whatever the fuck you want to her to get more. This is some kick-ass shit." Why is it red? I thought meth was white or glassy." It's a special batch made of strawberry Quick. Makes it taste good while they're getting. I caressed Claire’s pale cheeks and pulled them up, down and sideways with my loving hands, elbowing the hose down a little more with each pass. ‘You shouldn’t start things you can’t finish. Maybe you’re still tired–ummmmunnnh!’ The little squeal of delight was expected. Claire was shy about it, but she liked having her cheeks pulled apart. I got some more squeals and pulled her hose down her thighs and her skirt up. I could feel myself get harder as her light brown pubic hair appeared, a small. . desirable.Her hands had reached his shoulders, and then rubbed down along his backas her arms wrapped themselves around his neck, and she slowly moved infor his first kiss. His mouth was hanging half-open when her plush lipspushed them further apart, and her tongue ventured in to find his own.He barely knew what he was doing, not helped by being hypnotised by herbeauty or the new feelings, both physical and emotional. That matteredlittle, however, as she artfully lead him through the motions,.