That’s when he takes his cue to start pumping himself in and out of me. Black porn His small balls slap against my ass. I reach for some toilet paper to clean myself off, but see that there is none save for a few strands that hang from the cardboard roll. I lift my butt up a little bit, as if that would lessen the discomfort. That’s fine as I don’t mind the idea of being a blood doll, but some warning would have been nice. I know that’s what he wishes he was. Slap. What a lousy fuck, I think. My lower lip trembles. What a lousy fuck, I think. Everything starts to feel real good—too good. “Move forward,” he says. Without resisting, I let him, the complete stranger, tug down my long black skirt while I continue to make out with him. And holy shit it reeks of butt. It’s chaos inside the bathroom. I assume this is what I get for wearing a black Interview with the Vampire t-shirt the other day that had a hot-as-fuck Tom Cruise on it with the words, “Drink from me and
