Detroit is here

Melissa dashes to the door to answer it. She looks through the peephole excited and nervous now. Melissa is too busy thinking about trying her first black cocks that she doesn't notice the risk of cheating right at home. It's Detroit at the door already. Through the peephole it's hard to tell, but Melissa opens the door seeing him in all his glory now. Detroit was tall and muscular, easily looking like a professional football player. Melissa giggles nervously and opens the door for him. "Come on in." she says not knowing what else to say.

"Damn. You are some sexy ass white bitch." Detroit says stepping into the house and feeling comfortable, making himself at home. "I thought you were going to be on your knees like a good little slut though." He says laughing.

Melissa stopped for a moment and knew now that this encounter was only going to play out one of two ways. Feeling naughty, Melissa was going to need to decide if she was going to be a 'good little slut' or a 'bad little slut'.