The head looked as if it was almost the size of a tennis ball. As Susan stroked the huge cock in amazement she watched the large sack of balls below s...owly swing back and forth.Tyrone broke the silence by asking Susan "Are you going to suck my black cock or what bitch?" The snap scared Susan but at the same time made her pussy pulse. Susan normally would never let someone talk to her like this, but for some reason it was making her so horny. Susan leaned her head forward and let her lips start. This chick changed my life. I loved Yasmin more than I loved myself. How I miss my Somali goddess. Still, you can’t have a love story when it’s just one person in love. I love Yasmin, but I doubt that she loves me. If Yasmin did love me, she wouldn’t have done what she did. Twenty four hours ago, my world was shattered into a trillion pieces. We were hanging out at the Saint Laurent Mall, and were about to have supper together at our favorite Chinese restaurant, Manchu Wok, when Yasmin ran into. I just thought this was part of their twisted mind and deviant activity. It was at this time I managed to get a look at Daniel, he was as naked as a new born baby standing stroking an anaconda size penis that sent terrifying thoughts thru my mind. In my weakened state I tried to rise up and break free only to be viciously slapped down and restrained again this time more viciously then the first. The Bruce and Charlie took hold one of my ankle and one of my wrist each. My ankles were pulled up. Holding my fingers deep inside her, I reopened her legs. Spread them as far as the small cubicle allowed, and squatted down in front of her. She was moaning louder now, and as if on cue, the people outside of us stood up and began to sing. We were hidden by the song, and without wasting a moment, I pushed my mouth past her thighs and onto her fresh, warm pussy. I dragged my tongue slowly up and down her slit, enjoying her flavor before wrapping my lips softly against her sweet spot. I embraced.