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I knew I could make him cum again, and decided I wanted to. "Ok, I'll tell you." I said. "Good, I want to know them all." "Well, this is my favorite. I hope you don't get offended." I said as I started rubbing the tip of his cock, feeling it twitch in my hand. "I promise I won't. I'm gonna guess it has to do with a black man, right?" "Yeah, it does." I said almost embarrassed. "It's ok, one of my biggest fantasies was having sex with a white woman."

“Feel us owning you. Gonna stretch these holes so wide only our cocks fit. Your brother’s little sister getting ruined and bred by all three of us.” Blaze pushed deeper down her throat. “Swallow every inch, baby. We’re keeping you here forever. Naked, leaking, and pregnant with one of our babies. Say it with your eyes.” Zeeyah couldn’t speak, but her body answered. She came hard, screaming around Blaze’s cock as her pussy and ass clenched violently around the two thick shafts inside her. She squirted again, hot liquid gushing out around Ryder’s cock and soaking the table. They didn’t stop.

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She looked comfortable, like she owned the place. “Getting late, Matt,” she said softly. “You look tense. Why don’t you tell me a story? Or better yet, let me tell you one.” She started talking in that low, husky voice. Stories about late-night deals, fast cars, and men who thought they could control her. Every one had a dirty edge. How she once made a rival boss beg on his knees. How power felt better when it came with pleasure. Matt listened, pretending it was just work, but his dick stayed rock hard the whole time.

Marcus leaned back against the desk crossing his arms so the fabric pulled tight across his chest. “Predatory depends on consent Sarah. If both parties are adults and they want it, who the hell are we to judge the heat between them? Take these classic stories. The men aren’t saints. They’re flawed hungry bastards who see something they crave and go after it. The women aren’t victims either. They’re dripping for it. Wet and reckless because the forbidden touch sets their skin on fire.” Fuck. My face burned. I uncrossed my legs and felt a slick rush between them. The way he said dripping made my clit throb.

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"No, I guess not. Be pretty expensive. You white folk are damn freaky; you know that?" "Black folks do it too, Shasta. Rhonda is only one example. I know of others, and I've licked the cunts of Asians, both Japanese and Chinese, someone from India, a Swedish woman. Although the others of different races I know are submissive, there are black Master's and Mistresses as well. We ship our bed frames to all parts of the world. Dominants and submissives exist in every part of society, just like everyone else." "Is it all voluntary?"