Harold

His nerdy slender body chained tighter than Izzy to the pole. The interns not wanting him wiggle free hearing him boast about being a train magician.

Harold cock lay limped. "LeShawna. I could break out these like Thanos." A loud bell rang.

"No saying Disney movies. Or singing. Or thinking about Disney world. Everytime we mention one of their properties. We have to paid them royalties." Said Chris.

LeShawna lift up his slightly below average cock. His cock and balls cover in hairs similar to a jungle. He smiled.

"Come on LeShawna. Get me hard."

She tap on his balls sack. Causing him to let out a moan. "Ahhhh." His cock growing a bit.

"Oh you cracker like pain." She said her fingers encircling his nipples.

"Oh please don't LeShawna." He said scared of her long painted white nails.

She said. "Get hard for momma then"

He listen trying to rise to the occasion but stayed soft. His team cheering him on at his impotence. LeShawna shaking her head squeezing his nipples hard. His cock liking the pain and humiliation as he grew hard.

LeShawna pouncing on it. Her large hand stroking him fast. "Yeah baby. Come for your ebony princess."

Heather giggling as LeShawna rolled her eyes jerking him faster. Harold face tensing up. His balls slapping against LeShawna fist as his white goop fire off.

"Ohh gawddddd." Harold body slumping a little.

"What was that you said earlier? You are a master black belt in 69 sexual position." She said while a hand on thick hip. "Seem like you don't know anything about Kung Black Fu." She made a somewhat racism gesture.

"Ahh. Could I learn under you?" He said genuine asking her.