She's definitely not worth it."He knew his mother meant well, but he was still obsessed by Shelly, and though she'd left him for a black guy, that was... really a part of why he remained obsessed by her; but, he also really enjoyed interracial porn! He enjoyed it as he sat in front of his lap top stroking his smaller white cock and watching those incredibly huge black ones do what his seemed increasingly unlikely to ever experience! So, nearly every evening (nearly), he'd jerk off watching those. She straddled me and I ran my hands across her fit, succulent body. I reached between her legs and felt her clitty. It surprised the shit out of me. It was just as big as mine and normally, that's a turn off for me. For some reason, it turned me on even more. She grabbed my hug, throbbing dick and I heard a gasp leave her mouth. I grabbed her face and started passionately kissing her. I ran my right hand down her ass crack and felt her hot hole. It was dripping wet. She gasped and sighed again. “Yeah.” Tyshawn said.“Well, he pays good money for films. He has clients that give him lots of cash for certain kind of films, if you know what I mean.” Jesse said.“What kind of films?” Tyshawn asked.“Come on, are you stone dumb? Have you seen the white pussy walking around our school? These guys pay for all kinds of shit, good shots of legs, nice cleavage shots, and the big money for a shot of panties.” Jesse said.“You are a pervert, Jesse.” Tyshawn said.“No, I’m a businessman and I am. Until, that is, a few years ago when some young whippersnapper decided Sears could live on your good name and started making them out of steel that had a close relationship to butter. I'm sorry to have to tell you this, Mr. Sears, but I now turn to Mr. Stanley for his tools these days. Perhaps you and some of your ethereal friends in the netherworld could arrange to haunt the sucker who decided to make a quick buck off your name.Although I no longer use your tools I still visit your store.