There was also a slight bitterness to it. Black porn An orgasm began to sneak up on me. But it never did. My sexual tormentor began pounding me. All I could see were colors and shapes. “Insert a finger.”
My heart skipped a beat, but I did as told as if nothing had happened. My hands started to tremble. It felt so hot against my skin. I followed him with my eyes until he vanished behind me. I do not do the things I do out of malice, but self-preservation. He pet me for a while, his gaze focused on nothing in particular. Aside from that, everything was a blur. “What will you do to me?” I asked. The man between my legs still repulsed me, but I had grown addicted to the feel of his cock within me. I had to seal my lips to keep the hot liquid trapped within my mouth. He clearly enjoyed having total control over me. I never made it. I somehow made it to my feet and bolted for the door.
