She's unsure.

"I don't know King." she whispers. The stud raises his eyebrow and steps closer. Claire swears his musk is an aphrodisiac.

"You don't know hm?" her heart is slamming against her chest.

"No sir..." she breathes once more. King smiles and moves his face so close to hers the smell was overwhelming.

"Let me show you." he grabs her by the hair and leads her to a wall, stripping her clothes off of her piece by piece. "Let me show a pretty young thing like yourself exactly how you want to be used." His size is overwhelming and Claire can feel her pussy itching for his touch. For his everything. A hand comes around her throat as King explains to her every wish she has.

Claire's in her happy place. Her place of being.

"What you want is to be my perfect little snowbunny. A hole to be used by me over and over until I'm satisfied. Because deep in your heart you want nothing but my pleasure." he grunts as he fists his cock. Every word out of his mouth sounds like gospel. "You want nothing but to worship me."

"F-fuck....yes."

"Worship me over all the other black men you have to serve."

"Yes." she moans. The hand on King's cock goes to her wet cunt and he starts to finger fuck the blonde. "Yes King, I want - that's - fuck! That's what I want!" she shrieks moans of pleasure as King's strong fingers use her holes. The other girls watch in giddy pleasure as Claire is shown her deepest desires. "Please King, please - please..."

"Please what Claire Danvers?"

"Please let me worship your big black cock."