There were no other intimacies.We were not friends, our humor and personalities did not click. Our general conversation was mainly about the city. We ...only used nicknames, she named me “Buster” after my first performance and liked that I called her Cherry. We agreed to ignore each other if we ever passed in public.The second week she tried a maximum effort, to show me how deep she could take it. She got me to her throat and had her gag reflex under control, but breathing was hard for her. I. You mean when is it.”“Okay. When is it?”Paul grinned “This Saturday night”“Oh come on Paul. Don’t keep me in suspense!”My heart missed a beat when he replied “On Saturday Jill. You are going to be fucked by a big black cock. I’ve set it up and I’m going to film it.”I stammered “You’ve got to be joking. I mean………you know….. These things are just fantasies.”“Come on Jill. You’ve always liked the idea and now it’s going to happen for real. I only want you to do it just the once and we’ll have the. She looked back at me. Does he even know what to do with a girl? Trust me, he knows. He may surprise you. She looked at him with a calculating expression, then back to me. If you say so. Maybe another time? Definitely, my little strawberry cupcake. She grinned at that. Are you still taking the pill? Yep. Just a few left, though. See you later! She gave me a peck on the cheek, and tapped John on the shoulder. What!? he squawked, jumping violently. Ive got something better than your hand for. The old man raised his eyebrows keeping his eyes on me. "Well big brother, you're going to decide, do you want me to fuck your sister or are you?" My heart sank at that moment.I saw Jason's jaw drop as he began to protest. "No! Please leave her alone. Leave us alone. Just let us go."The man just began to point his riffle at me. I screamed loudly at that terrifying moment. "Well if I can't fuck her and you won't fuck her I'll just kill her, and you'd be free to go. How is that for a deal?"Jason.