Taming Mr Black Novels & Stories

He didn’t force me, but he guided me, fucking my mouth with shallow thrusts while I slurped and drooled messily. “Look at you,” He murmured, voice thick with pleasure. “My pretty tenant on her knees gagging on Black cock. You love it, don’t you?” I nodded eagerly, humming around his thickness, my pussy dripping onto the floor beneath me. After several minutes of me worshipping his cock, licking every vein, sucking his heavy balls, kissing and slurping sloppily, he suddenly pulled me up. “On the couch. Legs spread.” I lay back, spreading my thighs wide, completely exposed. Mr. Blackwell dropped to his knees between my legs, his broad shoulders pushing them even further apart.

annoyed that she could like a person like that. She was shocked but didn’t say anything else about him quickly changing the topic to a tv series that I have never watched. After she went to her car I went to mine and saw Mr. Black standing in front of his black Lamborghini as if waiting for someone. I ignored him and got inside my car starting it, as soon as I got inside mine he mimicked my actions and went inside his own.