You’ve already sacrificed every bit of pride, why not?

Your eyes raising slowly up from the cash register, taking in his bloated fat body, greasy shirt, dirty jeans, ugly face, yellowed eyes, crusty lips, and unruly Afro you shudder and want to say no, but you also may need the cash.

Your manhood has already been broken, your little white body has already been despoiled, and no matter what he does to you, you’ve already got the box of Plan B in your bag; may as well.

Nodding weekly, your body actually begins to heat up a bit as your naturally feminine urges beat out the hesitance in your male mind; getting fucked is fun, and you’re now not quite as worried about being stuck forever, why not?

He smiles toothily, revealing gold teeth, and licks his lips. “This is going to be good.” He says, walking to the front of the empty store and locking the door, turning the sign to “closed for lunch” as you stand there, heating up and becoming slick with the idea of what’s about to happen while simultaneously dreading it.

A large black hand roughly grabs your thin pale arm as tugs you behind him as he takes you to the pillow aisle, throws one on the ground, and then pushes you down after it.

Face down on the sticky dollar general aisle floor and ass up , hips propped up by a cheap plastic wrapped pillow, he moves as quickly as a thief pulling your pants down to reveal your pert and jiggly white ass and soaked and needy pussy, still somewhat gaped from your last experience.

Slapping your ass a couple of times, you hear rather than see him pull his dirty jeans down and spit a gob of thick saliva onto his hand, rubbing it the length of his dirty lower class black cock before lining up and driving it as deep as possible into you like an animal.

Stars explode in your head for the second time today, a mixture of deep pain and submissive pleasure within that pain as the African breeding tool, never meant for your tight white European body, roots around violently to plant its seed.

You’re rutted like a boar for around 30 seconds before he grunts, moans, and stands back up, giving your ass a slap as your abused honey hole slowly leaks his DNA onto the plastic pillow case, which he pulls out from under you and tosses back into the bin, leaving you bare assed and leaking cum on a sticky floor once again.

Once again you were brought to the edge of orgasm, but didn’t cum before the man flushed his dirty load into you.