Taboo Phone Sex: Fucking Ex Cons for Coke

taboo phone sex Taboo phone sex is all I have because it is all I want. I have a black dealer named Marcus. I fuck for my coke. Normally it isn’t rough sex. Well, not rough by my standards. I can handle his tree trunk in my ass. Today, however, he was different. Meaner than a junk yard dog. He was high on something other than coke and he brought a small army of black men with him. They looked like violent offenders. Turns out they were. A posse of black men just released from prison who Marcus owed a favor. I was the favor. They wanted me for their first ass rape porn out of prison. I swallowed hard, knowing this was going to be anything but pleasant for me. I tried to run, but one of them grabbed my arm and twisted it behind my back. One move and I would have a spiral fracture. I sucked it up. Muscle bound niggers who had not been laid in a decade, well laid by a woman, would kill me if I fought. They just about killed me not fighting. They ravaged my ass hole with their tree trunk thick cocks. They choked me as they fucked me. When they couldn’t cum any more, they sodomized me with household objects not meant for the ass and fisted me until I bled. I passed out several times, but they just slapped me back awake to force fuck me some more. I was going to need the coke Marcus gave me to ease the pain of my battered and bruised body. I couldn’t move when they left. I was so sore. My asshole prolapsed. I had bruises around my neck from their hands. In fact, my eyes were blood shot too from the strangulation. There is rough sex, then there is fucking guys straight out of prison.

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