" I replied."Yes sir, what?" he demanded."Yes, Sir, I like being a black man's pussyboy."He gave me another big grin as he listened to the words. "I h...ave never seen such a pussy slut like you. When you had my dick in your mouth and in your tight little pussy that was pure ecstasy on your face. Your little white boy-cock all hard and throbbing tells me what I need to know now you're nothing more than a pussy that I fuck. That ain't ever gonna change." Yes I had taken his fucks, both in my mouth. I cringed but maybe he was just a Lynyrd Skynyrd fan. 'Freebird' makes me forgive a lot.Once finished eating and belching 'Dixie' he said, "Before we continue I have an observation; lose that little mustache. You look like Freddy Mercury." You're putting me under pressure," I replied."From where I sit I was thinking Fat Bottomed Girl." Listen you slack-jawed yokel, I didn't come here to be humiliated," I snapped back."Too bad. Humiliation porn pays double." My butt is kinda fat, isn't it? And. There was no doubt she could feel the hard bar against her pussy, but she made no motion or comment that indicated she was aware of his predicament.Terri at first ignored the hard rod pushing against her ass. Then without thinking, she adjusted herself slightly and the pressure switched directly to her pussy. In the beginning, she was irritated that her own son would get an erection from her sitting on his lap. But the more she thought about it, the funnier it became. What a waste of a good. “In the ambulance. The attendants attacked us as we neared the hospital. They were trying to rescue the prisoner. They opened fire after opening the doors when we stopped, but we had already realized that we weren’t at the hospital yet and had moved our first aid bags in front of us to protect ourselves. They are made of bullet proof material, but only cover part of us. We also had pistols stored in them. The bastards’ weapons were set to fire on automatic, and they winged both of us in.