I ran my hands through the papers looking for the red velvet bag. I removed my mouth but continued to slowly stroke the length of his wet cock with my hand. Khaki dress pants with bright red booty shorts cradling my sissy clit. My heart was pounding, the excitement flowed through my body at a million miles per hour. “I needed some red diamonds too though” he finally spoke. “Oh Fuck! I removed my mouth but continued to slowly stroke the length of his wet cock with my hand. I love it!” I squealed again. I was still in a state of hormone overdrive and here walked in a tall, handsome, well dressed black man. “See anything you like?” I asked with a double meaning when I noticed I was biting my lower lip, something I did when I was turned on. You like being the black man’s bitch, huh?” he said, obviously referring to my collar. I swear I was almost humping the air! I could almost taste him in my mouth, almost feel the weight
