.. or at least his money anyhow. I guess. No... I think maybe I found him okay too. I didn't really know the family though until the wedding and that ...as when I discovered that the Knights were pretty much the biggest racists I had ever had the shame of meeting. I mean God, every other thing was 'nigger this' and 'nigger that,' and none of it in the good way either. The other thing that proved even more what the Knight family was all about is that all the awful jobs at the family owned plant. Eric's eyes were drawn to the thick column of flesh. He couldn't help it. It was huge. It must be 7" flaccid. He licked his lips, the water of the shower pounding unnoticed on the side of his face.The man gave a brief chuckle before reaching down to grab his dick and shake it. It flopped back and forth in its flaccid state."I knew you wanted to taste my chocolate, white boy", the man said as the meat in his hand slowly began to fill with blood, "get over here and suck my cock."The black dick. Harsh slowly brought down the window of his car to see who was standing outside. There was a policeman who was looking well built and handsome. He asked harsh and ashwini to get off the car as he saw this car parked from a long time, and had to do some checking.As ashwini got up from the gear rod, there was a splashy sound from her pussy due to wetness and the policeman noticed the gear rod was having translucent and whitish discharge on it. Ashwini saw the policeman noticing that, and she was. But that was hardly the worst of it. Something was happening to hisface. It was softer now, and paler, too. Streaks of honey-blond ranthrough his black hair. And although he'd always worn a shaggy cut, hedidn't remember it being this long. Leaning in close to the mirror, hesaw a difference in his eyes, too, which were rounding out, growing wide.The lashes were longer, paler. Even his brown irises now had specks ofgreen. He hated what he saw, and before he could look any more, the.