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If only he knew how much I would love to worship his white cock. I dream of his sweet white meat rubbing across my glossed nigger lips. I’d lick and slurp all night if he wanted me to. I see him whenever I go to the market to fetch dinner for master. If he knew I was lusting after another man he’d beat me nearly to death. Even though I shy away from his lashes I know I deserve them for being such a worthless whore. How could I want something other than the master I belong to? I feel so embarrassed and ashamed when I crave to show how well I’ve been trained to other superior white men. However I’m only flesh and next time I take a trip to the market, I might fall victim to lust.

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