"Suck it, you fucking bitch!" He yelled at me some more. I started to suck his cock, afraid he would slap my ass hard again. "Damn Gloria, you got one... hot little mouth. So good. I bet your pussy is still hot and ready to fuck."Fuck if he wasn't right. I wanted a cock. It occurred to me that if I could make him excited enough with my mouth then he would fuck my pussy. I reached around and grabbed his large ass to pull his cock deeper into my mouth. My mouth opened wide and saliva drooled out.. He grabbed the Kleenex by his bed and stood up. ‘And can you please listen to me this time when I say I only want to talk to you in hologram form,’ Justin said. ‘Much apologies sir,’ the voice said, and in a barely audible snap a holograph projection sprung up from the floor. A thin man in his mid fifties appeared, clad in a black formal suit with a pressed white shirt. He looked proper and formal and his hair had left him save for a few strands that had been combed over and the thin black. You see, I just go nuts for women with long, black hair – the longer the better. I don't know how I developed such a desire but I think it first came up years ago when I was a c***d.My mom was a babysitter and one of the k**s she watched – Lisa – had long black hair. One evening, we were playing out in the backyard and I asked her if I could touch her hair. A few minutes later, I had talked her into allowing me to put my head behind hers with her hair cascading down my own back. It felt pretty. Instead of speaking, she opened the waistband of her skinny jeans, and slid her hand beneath her silky panties. Her suspicions had all come to fruition. Her shinning wet fingers told the truth. She guided Will’s hand to her oozing pudenda. “I was at least this wet down there,” she said pressing against the pressure of his touch.Will was not quick to answer with words. Instead, he burrowed his fingers between her pliant labial folds. “I don’t know how the people in your dreams responded,” he.