Traditionally, your morning started with a blowjob.

You diligently licked, sucked and swallowed Joe's big black cock.

This is probably really becoming a tradition. A traditional blowjob that you give using your mouth, pink tongue and plump lips. Over the past few days this has been happening again and again. You're just a submissive cocksucker who diligently sucks white black dick...

These thoughts consumed your mind while you diligently sucked the black dick.

Finally, a stream of tart, fragrant and thick sperm flooded your throat. You obediently swallowed everything like a good girl should.

After Joe saw that your new thongs and fishnet stockings were still unpacked on the table.

Joe was furious:

"Are you a fucking white sissy scum?! I bought you lingerie in a normal way, and you are squeamish?!"

“I didn’t have time, I forgot,” you began to mumble.

"Don't piss me off, scum! For the last time I forgive you your oversight!" Joe shouted.

Before Joe had left, you quickly put on new thongs and new fishnet stockings. The thong crashed into the ass, and it was not convenient to walk in them. But fearing Joe, you decided not to show off and endure.

In the evening, the black bandit Joe came to you without a "dinner", which surprised you a little, but he was pleased to see the unpacked stockings and find a new thong under your skirt.

Joe said:

"Here's a good Bianca, a good girl."

Evening sex was as usual, but when he finished in the depths of your anus, Joe said:

"Get dressed and follow me."

You were surprised, but you followed him. Sperm flowed out of your very stretched ass, a thin strip of thong did not even hold the sperm, and the sperm flowed down your legs and mesh stockings.

You and Joe walked out of the hangar through the door and found yourself in the lobby of the house. There was no time to turn around, you only saw that one of the doors was open and the kitchen was visible. You went up to the stairs, they led down and up. You climbed to the second floor, the steps went higher. There were four doors on the floor. You went to one of the doors, Joe opened the door with a key, and let you go ahead, you entered. It was a very spacious room, there was a large bed, a TV hung on the wall. There was a table, chairs, a mirror and other little things - a good bedroom in a private house. The room also had two doors. The window was large, but it was shuttered.