Katie went to Andre's place.

Katie got to Andres's place. As they walked through the door, he pinned Katie against the wall and kissed her while he took Katie's hands and held them above her head. With his free hand, he traced his fingers up her thigh. All Katie could do was surrender to this man she barely knew as she gave in to her lust.

He cupped her pussy over her panties as he broke the kiss, "Ain't your honey pot dripping."

Katie looked at him and bit her lip; she was burning up.

He smiled at her as he ran one finger over her soaked panties, hunger in his eyes, "You had black cock, sugar?"

Katie shook her head, igniting a fire within her that only he could quench.

"Let's get you acquainted then," he said as he let Katie free and guided her to the living room.

Andre emptied a small bag of white powder on the living room table. He cut it with his credit card, rolled up a 100-dollar bill, and snorted a line of coke as Katie watched. "This gets me going; you want some?" Andre held the 100-dollar bill at Katie.