“Oh, yeah. I forgot.” She lifted herself all the way off of him, slowly, so that only the head of his cock was inside her and stayed right there, ...not moving. “Why was I mad again?”“Because of Jack,” he said, running one finger up her stomach, admiring her smooth olive skin. She swatted his hand. He laughed. She glared.“What about Jack?” she asked pointedly.“You didn’t want us to go? Or, rather, you didn’t want Jack to go with me.” he said with purposefully wide, innocent eyes.“And what. He was not quite as hard as I wanted. He told me to do what I thought would please him to get him hard. I bent over and kissed his nipples and down his belly. I knelt between his legs and grasped his cock. I looked into his eyes, licked my lips and then licked him from base to tip in one long, slow stroke flicking a bit at the top. I took his head into my mouth and slowly lowered until he met the back of me. He shuddered and grabbed my hair. I looked at him and nodded slightly to let him know. "We used to use cattle prods, but discovered too late that they aren't all that safe. It cost us a lot of money to replace the two slaves we lost that way. This technology, though, is perfectly safe... the same stuff the police use. Now, to your feet, slut."Leading his charge out of the building, they exited at a trot onto a sand-covered beach bordered on one side by ocean, and the other side by palm trees. Tottering on the unfamiliar shoes, attempting to run in the soft sand, was a difficult. The guy in my cunt groaned soon after that, and I thrust back to meet him. He shot into me, then pulled out halfway finished and came on my ass, still humping at the air. The boys trundled out of there and got their friend, whose shadow sauntered in and rattled at the stall. Just then I was kind of scared. He had black feet, and I’d never been with a black guy before. Sure, I’d frigged myself to them fucking white chicks for years, and I love how the girls look so shocked as that huge black.