I thought about the size of the black cock that Ellen had described that size cock can't be real we all heard stories of black stereotypes . I touched...my pussy and I was getting very wet. What wonder if it was true and would a black cock feel like? As I reached for my vibrator. Friday night arrived and I got dressed up and shaved everywhere just in case I got lucky. I put on a short skirt and just a pair of panties beneath. I just had to find out. I drove to the club that Ellen had mentioned.. Me: Hurry up in there!I’ll give her a few minutes then we need to get to the bottom of this! I was standing outside the room. It was like a corridor filled with the color pink, of course. Uh! She looked good, to be honest. A guy was walking by staring at me. He was the first guy I saw apart from me.I heard some girl saying “Nice to see you again Jason!” Jason didn’t even look her way. Poor girl likes him, her loss. Suddenly there was a nerdy girl who was coming towards me.Nerdy Girl: Oh hey. “See you tomorrow then,” the woman turned away.“Wait! You don’t know my name,” Mary called.“It’s Mary Pilson,” the woman called over shoulder.Mary looked after the woman bewildered.The woman spun on her heels.“And you didn’t ask how much it pays,” she grinned.“Two pounds a week plus tips,” the woman’s grin widened.Mary sat down again flummoxed.This time the woman kept walking.Mary was very nervous when she arrived at Chez Ami and even more so when she went inside. The place was imposing and. I was sighting along my extended arm as it was aimed at the gap in the partially closed door, when I spied the tanned, taut and terrific arse of Junee clad in only a few pieces of string that formed a small triangle of material just above her butt crack.With skin the colour of honey and not a tan line in sight the black material of her lingerie stood out like a tattoo. I froze in mid stride, my arm just inches from the door but all I could do was stare as Junee removed her shoes, bending at the.