"Why you gotta lie? I told you already white boys are fuckin' sluts for black cock. Stop tryna act like a shy, innocent, white bitch, I know yo' mutha...uckin' ass been out there fuckin' around. So tell me who fucked you?" Quinn asked again. "Why the hell... (Ouch!)... Would you care!.... (Uhh... Mmmm!)" I say from every thrust Rufus made. Quinn sat back for a second and thought about it. "You know what, I guess you right. It was probably some little dick nigga anyway, but you know what I'm. “You won’t be needing any money,” she said. My bewilderment about this was interrupted by the sound of a car pulling into our driveway. When the doorbell rang, Chris nodded her head indicating that I should answer it. I opened the door to see a big, tall and handsome guy standing there in a tuxedo. I gave a small curtsy and invited him in. He walked past me as if I wasn’t there to kiss and embrace Chris. I had never seen this guy before. Where had she met him?They kissed for a few minutes. See, you ain't so dumb afterall. You better get your pretty little ass over to the boss."I leave the room and walk down the hallway towards the boss's office andthink of how I'm going to get out of this situation. I notice how the heelsmake me sway my hips while I walk and I wonder if I'm ever going to be ableto be a man again, or if I'm a bitch for black cock for good now.I walk down the hallway towards the boss's office and think of how I'mgoing to get out of this situation. I notice how the. When I felt another small gush of juices run out of my neglected cunt, I snapped my eyes open."Please fuck me, I need it bad, I haven't had a cock in me in several weeks." I begged.He got up, pulled off his shirt and pulled his boxers down. His cock barely even popped up. It was large, about 9 inches, and stayed at a 45 degree angle to the ground. His balls were huge! I had only seen a few sets while out whoring, but his were a little bigger than ping pong balls, and pulled his sack down to his.