"Mike...Mike is you okay?" I asked again.This time reaching out to touch his shoulders. He turned and looked at me. The Mike I knew was not in those e...yes. They were golden in color, his veins stuck out from his neck and his face was dripping with sweat, but he was still growling at me."Mike you scaring me, please stop." I said to himI moved away from him into the corner on the bed. My words did not even phase him any. My hands shivered and my heart begin to beat faster from how scared I was of. I was actually coming super close to cumming and couldnt believe it was actually feeling good. I had never cummed before having sex with a guy for the first time….it usually took getting used to each other and growing to feel comfortable. But here I was wildly bucking on this strangers cock….something I never did on first times either since I always stuck with missionary…my tits bouncing everywhere….and moaning like a whore. I was being a whore though, I guess, huh? And finally I came….a warm. ‘Pay the man, Chica.’ ‘What?’ stammered Angela ‘I said, pay the man, bitch. Jerome don’t like it when people don’t pay their tab. Do you, Jerome?’ Carlos looked menacingly at Angela, who was looking at Jerome, who was lifting his t-shirt to display the pearl-handled revolver stuck in the waistband of his filthy jeans. ‘Twenty-six bucks, white bitch’ snarled the barkeeper. Angela was now totally flustered. She reached into her Gucci purse and found her wallet. She fished out a Platinum Card and. Or wo apne bedroom me chali gye, m bahr chair pe baith gya thodi der baad us ne aawaj lagie ke aa jao, jab m under gya to dekha ke wo ek dum nude thi, wo bahut gori thi or us ka nangi body mere samne thi,mere to hosh he udd gye, wo mere pas aayi or boli ke tum mere sath sex kar lo, m bahut pyasi hu or mere ghar waley bahut strict h, aaj aaj moka h. lekin maine aapne aap ko sambhal or bina dudh liye he wha se bhag nikla, us k baad m kabhi us k ghar nhe gya, or us din mere ghar se nikalte he us k.