Real men have cocks. White boy bitches like you ain't got cocks. White boys like you got tiny white boy dicks, you hear me cracker," he demands as he ...pinches and twist Mark's nipple. "Ow," Mark yelps!Triple B speeds up stroking the blond boy's cut prick and the pleasure between the boy's legs now alleviates his painful nipple. The man can feel the teen's dick quivering in his tight fist. Tareek returns to fondling Mark's baby-makers through the fabric of the boy's briefs. He can feel the teen's. They played the system or used violent threats of retribution.It was dark when I opened my eyes and stood to undress. I put the skin gloves on before I opened the skin suit and began dressing. I put the twin thigh holsters on and then the weapon belt and shoulder harness for the ammo pouches. I pulled the grav shroud out of my bag and went out onto the balcony.I opened the shroud after putting the harness on and twisted a control. The shroud lifted and I went with it before making adjustments. Your rough, bad ass nature. I want to forget this world everything but you. More and more. I get so wet thinking about you, your smell, your body, the way you handle me, the way you touch me. I can picture you standing before me and for a small moment you smile. I step up to you, breathing you in and feeling the warmth of your skin. You kiss my neck, drawing my soul in and igniting the fire. Clothes fall off in a frenzy. Skin touching skin. The floor against my back, your body hovering above. He had accomplished so much, so quickly in life. And the same drive that propelled him to accomplish all his other goals filled him at the moment. He grabbed her head, firmly, but not harshly, with one hand, then batted away her hand from his shaft, allowing for the one on his balls to stay, and replaced it with his own. He began pushing his cock down her throat. There were no questions or challenges, she could say nothing even if shed wanted to as he was filling her mouth. Slowly but surely.