What does the black man do?
Relax his grip around my neck.
I felt him loosen his grip around my neck, allowing me to slide down onto the ground from the wall.
My back hurt quite a bit, but that was the least of my problems as I came face to face with the black man's growing cock.
‘It’s still growing!?’
From the data I scanned through the tablet, it displayed this man's phallus to be 12 inches soft and growing to 21 inches.
‘How is someone ever going to fit that?’
I flinched as I felt weird that my first thought was someone fitting this monstrous black cock and not the very belief of how monstrous it was.
My thoughts were disrupted as I heard the man above speak.
“Suck.”
The way he spoke was not of request or demand but a command.
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