Service his Crew

"Yes master!" You say, submissively

Almost tripping in your rush to obey, you move for the door.

Ray throws your thong and bra at you before you open it.

"Put your clothes back on bitch. You get naked when a black man tells you to, not before." He says commandingly.

Without a word, you slide your panties back on, ignoring how wet your pussy is, and reclasp the bra. Opening the door, you exit and walk as seductively as you can into the living room where the other men are waiting.

"Fuuuck yeah, looks like we're up." Says the other bald man, smiling broadly as he stands

They encircle you, each unzipping his fly and freeing himself from his pants. Not one of them was shorter than eight inches, and each one was already hard as steel.

"Oh my god.." you say softly, more to yourself then to them

"Yeah girl, you gon be takin dick in that little ass all night tonight." One of the dreadlocked men said, laughing stepping forward and taking your wrist to lead you over to the couch.

He pushes you onto your back and slides your thong down, so it was around your knees. Then his strong hands are pushing your legs up, forcing them wide and into the air, stretching the hot pint thong between them, leaving your still sore hole in full view of all three large men. Without further word, the dreadlocked man on top of you forces all nine inches of himself into you in one thrust.

Still wet as you are from the savage pounding Ray had given you, you take him easier than you expected, but you can tell he is still massive.

He groans as he begins to fuck you. Slowly at first, his girth stretching you to the limit.

You moan girlishly, tears of both pain and pleasure welling in your eyes. Helpless as you are under this powerful dominant man, you reach your first sissygasm quickly; your three inch cock twitching involuntarily and spilling a few tiny little droplets onto your smooth stomach as he takes you with deep, hard strokes.