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The second workmate actually lived next door to us and as it turned out he had seen me in one of those abovementioned choice up spots, getting rather friendly with this high excellent looking Jamaican man called Leo. I was walking home one night, having been out playing football, when I heard him call me over. He held both my slim wrists together in one hand, forcing them higher up my back with each thrust he made, his other hand reached round in front and he pinched and twisted at my hard nipples. Naturally, I must make it clear that I loved this type of treatment, a rough violent fuck was the very best kind I might get, however I liked to put some sort of token resistance or objection to increase the pleasure even further. Well known as they were, my preferred haunts did not always supply me with a truly fulfilling encounter, in some cases I completely struck out. If I might get into the porno theatre, after one such total blowout and sensation exceptionally disappointed and horny I chose to head into the city and see. I was just interested in cock, and the theatre only revealed straight films I could at least see some well-hung stud going through their paces and imagine it was me they were banging and not some lucky bitch with plastic tits.

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A scene had simply begun in which two little oriental ladies were on their knees prior to the greatest, blackest cock I had actually ever seen, it was absolutely fucking massive. Not just long but thick and strong also, my own dick began to twitch as I attempted to imagine the extreme pain/pleasure I would feel if that black god were to force that amazing prick into my tight butthole, I groaned out loud I think as my mind began to run away with me. Slowly I slid my trousers down over my hips and arse cheeks, then slid one hand under me to have fun with my tight hole through the silk of the panties, the other I continued to stroke my cock with. I slowed my pace now to match that of the two worshipful little tarts on the screen, their heads bobbing up and down gradually as they licked his shaft from root to suggestion. I was quick approaching the point of no return as the black beast spewed gallons of orgasm onto the upturned faces of the two little sluts on the screen. I chose now would be a excellent time to retire to the toilet and bring myself to the very first orgasm of the day. My flailing right hand landed right in somebody's lap as I stumbled forwards and landed on my knees.

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