‘Oh… oh… I want to,’ she said. She lifted her knees and hooked the heels of her shoes under my belt. Her voice was rising in pitch and volume ...as I worked her. ‘This is what you get when you get me all worked up. You’ve been needing a good fucking.’ ‘Yes… I’ve needed this…’ she said, gasping. I pulled her hair and her head snapped back. She yelped, but her hand went behind my back and pulled me deeper into her. She humped me as much as her precarious placement on the counter would allow. I. Then the fat guy lifted the object abovehis head. As he did I noticed that it was about the size and shape ofa baseball. The cultists standing around the circle also lifted theirempty hands above their heads and I could tell that they were chantingin unison.A bright light flared from the crystal and as it did both Jackson andthe woman in the circle stiffened, their backs arched and it lookedlike every muscle in their bodies had locked up. Then as I watchedthey both were lifted by some. The two twelve foot tall men lifted me together into there arms and began a three way necking ,licking and kissing me on my mouth both of there long tongs fucked my throat some times both of ther mouths together and both big long tongs went deep into my throat like a double fuck both tongs filling my throat my hands were feverishly stroking there huge cocks as they were now at full erection at 68 inches on one and a good seventy five inches on the other stud ,wr****g my armes and legs around. I just blushed bright red and said"and your question is". And here is where she blew me away. She said"whats it like to have sex with a black man?" Well" I said, sighing with relief. "first off I love sex period but I do like the attitude that black men have and most of them are a lot 'larger' than any of the white men Ive been with".She told me that she had seen me come back from the club quite a few times knowing that I was about to have sex with whatever guy was on my arm. Said she admired.