He was naked, muscular, handsome but in a harsh way, his nose and cheekbones angular. ~***~
‘Here it comes,’ she thought. As Keiko sucked him, he continued to eat without the slightest concern. After the endless monotony of rapes, she felt the tiniest ember of hope flare to life. He stood there savoring the sight of his prey. He had a hard, muscular body, almost like an athlete. But something changed. He gestured under the table. ‘Yes,’ Keiko thought. She pumped and sucked more fervently. So guileless yet forceful. It was degrading, humiliating, soul-destroying, true. “Thank you…?” he prompted. Now the door to her prison opened and a man strode in. Keiko admired the veins pulsing down the sides of Abdul’s fully erect black manhood. The man’s tall, pulsing erection hovered above her face.
