He then asked me if I'd like to blow him in his car. At that moment, the idea seemed great, I had never thought it was something do-able. I gave him d...irections, we set a time to meet. He told me all he had to do was take a shower and get in the car. But I asked him not to. I always love the smell of my uncut cock that wasnt washed for a couple of days... and beleived that the cock I wanted to suck sould also have a strong odor. He asked if I was sure, that it had been 4 days without a shower.... Oh, she denied that, of course. She begged me to let her go and promised to not say a word. It was so strange a thing promise.I mean, why would I accept? I had her right where I wanted her. Why would I deny myself her life after all of this?Leaning toward her until my face was just inches from hers, I squeezed her throat more tightly, testing my strength against her delicate neck. “Shut up, bitch.” I snarled. “You are getting fucked tonight. No way out of that now.”Horror filled her eyes and. " Jamal narrated as he panned the camera across thehuge tour bus as a line of athletic black men and nearly naked soccer boyspiled into it. "Favor from one of my entertainment friends." Jamalcontinued, as he panned across the men and boys in the line. "This is so cool!" One of the barely clothed boys said excitedly tothe camera as he was getting onto the bus. I then spotted Jonny, Ben, and that mysterious blonde boy in whatlooked like a deep conversation getting on the bus. . Fire boiled up in the bosh and soon the sweating barrow crews had filled the cavity with the needed layers of raw materials. The tired slaves rested on their tools by the coal shed and charge house, watched the rising flames and dense smoke and listened to the deep-throated roar, pleased with the result of their efforts and happy they were finally done for the moment.Matthew, standing with the toiling colliers, wiped his face, black with rivulets of charcoaled sweat. He smiled as Trinka settled.