He grabbed my full, firm tits roughly with his big, dark hands. I arched them into his grasp as I tried to draw his cock deeper into me."You Latinas r...eally do get fucking wet," he told me as he rapidly slammed his black cock into my hot pussy."And you black guys really do have fuck huge cocks," I moaned in response. "Now fuck me hard."Then without warning he pulled out of me and flipped me over so I was bent over the bed. I was shocked for a second then gave aloud moan as I felt his cock enter. His body was toned and tanned and although he wasn’t a body builder, his body was still enough to make her feel warm. And he had a hard-firm chest and very defined abs. Yum. A brief encounter with Sloan might just be worth losing her job over. But then a wave of emotion hit her. She was embarrassed that she had been so frightened last night. He had warned her that this was dangerous, and she said she could handle it and now she had let him down. But what else could she have done. Just then, he. "Don't talk unless I ask you a question fuck doll! Now crawl over to that chair in the corner. You need to be taught a few things!"I crawled to the chair and she told me to sit down so I did. It was the chair that earlier had the saddle bags on it. "I think you'll find that if you're good, you'll like how things go. But if you're not, you will be sorry!" She was walking around the chair in a circle as she said it. She stepped behind me and said put your hand around the back of the chair. I knew. This was why Tiffany had arranged to meet him at the café’. The air was chilly and every part of her body was at the alert and erect – not that anyone could necessarily see when looking at her. But Tiffany knew and that was enough. She ordered a very strong cinnamon espresso to sip while in anticipation of what might yet to be. Ayden took his seat and watched her sip and write. He perused her attire from top to bottom as he wondered just how much clothing she was really.