Vixen Stories
Her eyes do not leave it, and I become much more horny with the way she stares at my cock.
Do you see this, racist man? Your girl is so amazed at the black person’s cock.
“Do you want to taste it? If you want to, just do it. You’re allowed to touch and taste it.” I smirked evilly at her.
She gulped, and I saw her chest moving, indicating that she’s nervous... or excited?
“I already have a b-boyfriend.”
I chuckled and held the garter of my boxer shorts. I saw her follow it quickly.