"You are so wet, I knew you'd like this, just like you liked my dick". He was right. What was wrong with me? Why was I just wanting him to put it in m...y already. I could never ask for that. Not from my uncle. He moved up to my face looking me directly in the eyes. He's going to put it in I thought...instead he started using his fingers...gently making circles around my clit. With his other hand he started to pinch my nipples...when he did that his eyes moved to them...and then his lips. He. She got up a bit and pulled them all the way off me. Now I was bottomless and she was topless. She bent over me and started to kiss and lick my cock. I reached for her beautiful tiny tits and rubbed them. After a few more minutes of this, she took my cock completely into her mouth, while staring straight into my eyes. I was ready to blow. I started to hump up into her and she wrapped her hands around my tight ass and held me as she sucked me off. She was new to it, and did sc**** me a. My grunt of pleasure echoed in the metal container as did her moans of satisfaction coming loudly from her mouth. I stood behind her for only a moment enjoying the fulfillment, then pulled my shaft from her canal allowing her to stand. She turned to face me with a smile of satisfaction only seconded by my own. I raised my hands to her breasts and fondled them as I leaned to her and kissed her fully on the mouth and her arms went around my shoulders. I squatted down and kissed. My job is to find the man-haters, the racists and the sociopaths ( men and women without conscience ) where they gather and to mess them up. I infuriate them. I harass them. I intimidate them. I foil their plans. And ultimately, I make them have a bad day. It’s my avocation and my hobby. Their screams of pain and frustration are basically all the pay I’ll ever need. Anyone looking at me sees a big and tall, ruggedly handsome black male in his mid-twenties. They have no idea what I can do, or.