They’re all the same to me. A mundane bunch that’s good for nothing. Am I the only person who feels that way? My name is Stephen Victor. A big and...tall black man of Haitian origin living in the west side of the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. I am bisexual, but celibate. After seeing the worst that humanity has to offer, I am permanently turned off. Things weren’t always that way, though. I lived a blissfully simple life in the island of Haiti with my family until the summer of 1999, when we. His extra salty delicious cum was so hot I felt my tongue getting warm as I gulped down another shot of nut butter.As I swallowed his creamy cock treat I aimed the head directly towards Tina?s mouth to give her the next eruption of cum. I knew she loved spunk as much as I did and I didn't want to be greedy.As the shot of cum blasted out of his cock and into Tina?s mouth I reached up and ran my hand from my ear, down my face, shoveling as much cum as I could into my mouth.This load was. ” I was too tired to work that day at office. The day just dragged on. I did not even feel like having lunch but I wanted to talk to Jiphy. I went to the lunch area and found her sitting with a couple of her department colleagues. So came back to my seat. I somehow pushed the day upto 5pm beyond which I could not continue. I took an hour’s permission and left the office. On the way back I whatsapp’ed her saying “Hey I have taken an hour’s permission and on my way back.” She replied “Ok. Take. When I tried to turn around a hand grabbed me by the back of the neck restraining me further. Next, I felt him squirt the cool lube up my hole and I instantly puckered. I could hear him squeeze more onto his meaty weapon, then the assault began. Then I felt a piercing shock of his unprotected cock forcing its way in my sissy cunt. "NO…. STOP!", I begged. He paid no attention as he continued popping open my pussy. It was overwhelming, intense and degrading; and I was I was powerless to get away.