She pushed her crotch forward and raised her knees as I pushed my tongue up into her hot wet hole. Oh fuck. Make me come Blakey she purred as she bega... to rock back and forth against my face. Oh shit! The fucking dogs got a horn on too, she cried as she clearly approached a very quick orgasm. Im going to have his cock too. The horny fucker. Look at his cock. Look at his fucking horny cock. Im gonna suck that fucker. Im going to suck him off and make him come over me. He does fucking gallons of. Chan,’ he said, ‘then we’ll work out what to do next. Baby steps.’ He walked back towards the kitchen bench. ‘In the meantime, Irish,’ he said as he was about to walk around her, ‘don’t go too far away.’ As he passed her, he gave her a playful tap on her bottom at the edge of her stool and a kiss on the forehead before she could react. He rolled his eyes and laughed at her. ‘Oh darling,’ he said in an exaggerated show of romance, ‘I need you so close, my head’s about to explode.’ It’s all funny. It pushed hardagainst the skin but did not cut. Joan shivered.A hand grabbed her sweat pants and she felt the knife cut them off.Joan cried as the knife trace against her panties on her pussy lips.Whimpering, sobbing she felt her panties drop away.The knife blade pushed way her pussy lips. It dragged across her thighs and ass.Joan was almost relieved as hands took the knifes place.Hand grabbed her now naked private parts. She could hear laughs,Sneers. She shuddered as she was touched in her. Two things occurred to me at once. Carl was right…I did look a lot like a girl. And I felt very aroused and ashamed that I was being transformed into a girl for a Black Man’s pleasure. My cock was so hard that it was straining to jump out of my panties, and was leaving a dark spot where the precum was oozing through. I was standing there, looking at myself, wondering what would happen next . “What is taking so long?” Carl shouted. “Just a minute.” I replied. I couldn't believe this was.