...My next project, happened a couple of days later, on the weekend …I decided to hitch-hike, and see if this would lead to being picked up for sex,... so I made sure I was dressed in my shorts, no undies, and ready to be seduced (I didn’t really think about the dangers in those days) so I stood on the side of a main road leading out of town and waited, thumb outstretched.I was picked up by an old gentleman, in a large car, and settled into the front seat, making sure I had left enough cock-room. "Heather couldn't believe it. Out of all the kind of porn in the world they had to show this trash? And not just interracial porn but SIXTEEN HOURS of interracial porn! She seriously considered walking out of the office when she remembered it would cost her $250 to leave. "This is bullshit!" she screamed aloud.A picture of a black cock surrounded by red light flashed in the corner of the screen with the word "PRESS" underneath it. Heather pressed the letters and nothing happened. Grudgingly she. Oh, it was heaven. The feeling of her tight cunt wrapping around my throbbing cock, whilst her hand still rubbed her clit. My hands grabbed her ass and helped her to bounce up and down on my shaft. I knew she was close and there was one thing which I knew would tip her over the edge. I licked my thumb, moistening it with my spit, and placed it onto her little asshole. She stopped moving, and looked into my eyes, she moaned, "If you do that, I will cum so hard all over your cock." "Is that a. ”“How would you know my IP address?”“I’m not at liberty to tell but there are a number of ways if you know where a person lives. For example, anyone at your cable company has access to your IP address. And, it’s nationwide so someone a thousand miles away can see what you are watching.”“Do you work for the cable company?”“I didn’t say that; besides the NSA records everything.”“Even if I do, that doesn’t mean I have fantasies about it.”“I believe you do, but even if you don’t it doesn’t matter..