After the meal John...
Keeps hitting on his rival sister
"So Sarah what is it going to take for me to bed you?" John said with supreme confidence.
The black girl shook her head in disbelief at John straightforwardness. She thought about fucking this strange white guy as she put the money on the table. A lot of fat bills as she pays to flex her and her family's wealth.
"Okay, how about you come to my room at my brother's party? And we can talk about it there."
John shook his head this time. "I don't think so. I need you to commit to fucking me before I agree to come to your house." John not letting the black daddy little girl princess hold the power in the conversation. He knew if he wanted a chance in tasting her nectar he would have to use his confidence to win her over.
"Okay... Okay." She said. "What if I promise you a hand job? Would that be enough to get you over to our house?"
"Why don't you take off your panties and hand them over to me? And when I come to your bedroom, I'll give them back to you. How about that? Is that reasonable?"

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