doing.”
He shrugged and said, “Suit yourself.” Then reached behind his back and untied his loin cloth, letting it drop to the floor revealing his massive black cock. “You’re sure?”
She stared at his dick, not believing how big it was. It was only starting to harden now and she could already tell it would be longer than the golden dildo. His hulking shaved balls hung low and heavy beneath it. She swallowed hard then looked up at him and nodded once. This would be a lot different than riding horses.
Tyrese stood right in front of her and put his arms behind his back. Number 68, still grinning madly, moved around so that they were between him and the audience, presumably so that he could get a good view and crowd could as well. Tyrese’s cock started to grow and the sight of it made her pussy heat up again.
Hope sat on the edge of the platform with her legs hanging off, her face right in front his black dick. Her legs rubbed against his and she became more aroused at the feeling of his muscled thighs against hers. He must have felt the same because his cock became even more engorged and she hadn’t even touched it yet. She reached out and took it in her hand, the weight of it apparent now, and looked up at him, then opened her mouth and licked the thick head of his cock, getting a small taste of the cum that had started to form at the end.
Tyrese sighed deeply as she wrapped her lips around his cock, tonging the spot under the head, making the thick muscles in his legs twitch at the sudden pleasure.
She licked slowly from the head down to the base, then carefully took each of his large balls into her mouth, gently sucking one then the other, barely able to fit them between her young lips.
Number 68 came closer now, bending over to get a good look. Hope could see him out of the corner of her eye. As she licked Tyrese’s thick shaft, she turned her head over to the grinning Asian man, looking right at him before blowing him a kiss.
“Ohhh,” he said, nodding his head vigorously up and down.
Her attention back on Tyrese and his cock, fully erect at this point, she brought him into her mouth as far as she could, then slowly out again, clutching his giant black balls as she sucked him. “Mmmm,” she moaned. Her pussy was soaking wet again. Working his slick shaft with her hand, she bobbed her head up and down, sucking her wet mouth to him as tightly as possible.
He groaned again causing her to go faster, wanting to please this large, muscular man. Make him come in front of all these people, enjoying playing the role of a slut. It was just a role after all. But she loved it.
Number 68, his face so close, said, “You touch yourself. In the pussy.”
Reaching between her legs she slipped two finger easily into her swollen sex and moved them in and out, then up to her clitoris, hungry for another orgasm.
She gripped his cock tightly around the base while she sucked him, rather enjoying the man's large dick.
Number 68 said, “No hands on dick and African prince grab head.”
She let go of his dick, removing the thing she’d been using to keep him from going too far into her throat.
Tyrese brought his large hand up and placed it on the top of her head, gripping the chain where it attached to the top of her leather mask. Gently, he began pressing her head forward.
Hope could tell he was trying to be gentle and not choke her with his cock but that’s not what Number 68 paid to see, nor what the audience wanted, and she was realizing now, not what she wanted either. She wanted him to fuck her face hard, to use her like a slut. Pushing herself forward, straining her throat open as wide as it would go, making him go as deep as physically possible. Gurgling noises came from her throat as saliva dripped down her chin.
She looked over at Number 68 and could tell he was enjoying it and Tyrese’s increased breathing and grunting told her what he was feeling. She took her fingers from her wet
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