I tried not to make too much noise as Kyle eased his huge Italian cock inside of me over and over. I've fucked a few guys while they were drunk before...and I knew it would be awhile before he came, but this time was different. Having a slight buzz seemed to make Kyle even hornier. He was so aggressive. I couldn't even speak as he shoved inch after inch of Italian cock inside of me. My mind told me to stop, but my body was in loving every thick inch of his hot young cock. I found myself digging. Damn, I thought they were here. She looked up to finda big man standing in front of her. “Can I help you?” With a lump in her throat Megyn replied.“No my car is right here.”Her pulse quickened. He was a big black man, low rider jeans and a black t. His arms were full of tattoo’s and really bulked up. She knew she shouldn’t feel this way because he was black butthe garage was deserted. She headed to her car but he blocked her way. Blood rushed to herhead. She fumbled for her car key or. I grew up in a segregated South. My community did not have even one Black family, as it was a noted Racist location. Before I was born, my racist Father donated two hard-earned acres to the Black community as a cemetery. He had learned that Blacks had to be transported more than 60 miles simply to be buried. I'm sure his generosity was not appreciated by others in the community, but he saw unfairness, and in his way, tried to correct it. You really need to understand just how much of a racist. When a second growl comes, it sounds closer and she decides she might not even make it as far as the next few steps.She turns around to face a black as night creature on four legs. It looks like a large cat, but instead of fur, it is covered in what looks like latex skin. Taut muscles ripple beneath the hide. It has a fearsome mouth full of razor sharp teeth and beady little yellow eyes. It’s long, slender tail whips back and forth as two similar tentacles with flat ends, studded with fearsome.