You smile at the way he looks at you, feeling the hunger and lust in his eyes. 'The Americans have that morning after pill now, right? I can take that, and anyone looking for this kind of porn is a pervert.', you think as you look at Tyrone and say, "You're a cheeky one, aren't you? I've only been with white guys."
He smiles that smile that keeps melting your defenses. "You mean no black man has ever even seen your pussy?", he says.
"Not until now.", you reply as you turn around and, bending at the waist, drop your thong slowly, letting Tyrone watch as your round ass gets fully exposed just before your sexy pussy. You then turn back around, letting him see that you are a real ginger.
Tyrone knows that he has you where he wants you, as he sits down. "Now, the key for any model is to follow directions. Come kneel here in front of me."
You sway your hips a little as you walk over to him, then kneel right in front of him.
"Now, put your hands in my lap, on my thighs.", he says, patting where he wants your hands. You do so obediently. "Now, run your hands up my thighs." As you do so, your right hand feels a lump. A massive, cock shaped lump.
"Wow. Is that what I think it is?", you say as you feel his cock through his dress pants.
He smiles that winning smile. "Why don't you pull it out and find out?"
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