Deadly Sex Games Ch. 08
Sally was on her knees, a thick black cock thrust deep in her throat, her lips clamped tight on the throbbing organ as the john she was “servicing” moaned in expression of the bodily pleasure she was giving him. She also moaned, although it was faked for his benefit. She was not excited about her role as a whore anymore and rarely got off, even though she was getting more sex these days than ever in her life. Working the streets for a black pimp was very exciting at first, and Sally enjoyed the exploding orgasms she experienced just from living dangerously and having sex with strange men. But after she got down to the routine of sucking and fucking one dirty cock after another, and being forced to suck most of them to ejaculation, …