She was like butter in this black man' hands.Max put his hand down her pants, to her slight protest. Max was a very strong man, and he was proving to... her his power. He wanted her to resist, that made it more exciting."Shut the fuck up whore and do as you are told! Now pull it out and suck." he emphasized it with a tap on her cheek.He made her swallow his cock deeply. She was gagging, but he didn't care. Everytime she tried to catch a breath, he was tap that face again with one hand, while. Her age was 20, and herhair had changed to strawberry blonde, dirty blonde, and a full yellowblonde now. It was also super long, hanging down to her mid thighs. Whata beauty, Carl thought to himself. Wouldn't it be nice to meet someonewho looked like that? Then he laughed at his foolishness, and amended histhought to "Wouldn't it be nice to have met someone like that when I wasyoung enough to do something about it?" He put the next ball into play.He hit the Beauty Contest a few more times, then. Bringing up a biography, he read aloud, “Anthony Trapani, age two hundred thirty. Publicly a respected businessman, but has privately been a powerful organized crime boss since the 1930s. Constantly changes his appearance to give the impression of a child taking over the family business, throwing off suspicion in regards to his longevity. List of female conquests ... long, but not as long as it could be for a two hundred thirty year-old, I suppose.”“Despite that, it seems children are a big. Zipping his fly down slowly. Letting the bulge in his jockey shorts come into view. His stomach just as hairy as his chest. Dull red, curly and thick.Letting his jeans just fall down his legs to be kicked off and pushed to the side.'Ready to see your cock baby'? Her eyes jerk as she peeks.Pushing his shorts down and letting his cock come free to stick out straight at her.She looks, sneers. 'You call that a cock'? 'I've seen bigger dicks on poodles'.Laughing. 'Maybe you have Kate but this one is.