Sophia's phone rings

"who is it?" you ask in the morning as you rub your hand along Sophia's hip.

"probably a booty call" Sophia admits with little shame.

Sophia gets up from bed and answers the phone, moving into the other room. shortly after she returns and begins putting her clothes back on.

"Well who was that?" you plead. You feel blood start to pump into your cock.

"Well you don't know them. probably none of my usuals. I mean, I don't even know them really. They are in my phone as," Sophia pauses to remember the names of her usual hook-ups," DeShawn Tinder, Tyrone Tinder, Jamal Tinder, Andre Tinder, et cetera."

"That's just Tinder. I use Tinder to fuck black guys." Sophia scoffs. your cock is rock hard again, picturing Sophia's small white body being used by large black men.

"Tyrone and a couple friends are coming over and I don't think they'd appreciate you being here, but I had a great time last night. give me a call or stop by again sometime."Sophia continues.

After getting dressed you give Sophia a kiss...