Ann was in a daze as the taxi pulled up before her apartment. Her pussy hurt, her ass hurt, and her jaw was sore. Sperm dripped out of her pussy and ass, soaking the insides of her sweat pants. She paid the cab driver and entered her apartment. Ann sighed with relief when she locked the door behind her. She was nervous carrying around so much money in her pocket. Ann took out the big wad of money and counted it again. Fifty one hundred dollar bills were in her hand with more to come. Tyrone hadn't had her bonus money available and she would be picking up the rest later. Things had gotten out of hand at the video shoot, but the sex had been incredible and the money would be enough to start off somewhere on a new, legitimate career. Three days later, Ann looked at the wad of cash and wondered where the thousand dollars she had spent already had gone to. Sure, she had eaten at some of New Yorks finest restaurants and bought some expensive wine, but a thousand dollars? That evening, Ann turned on the bath water and sat on the toilet to watch the tub fill with water. She had called Tyrone to see if the rest of her money was there yet. He had replied, no and asked her to come in to make another video. Ann had refused, but immediately her pussy had started gushing when she pictured his cock. She was still horny as she sat and watched Tyrone slowly rise up in the tub as the water level rose. Ann stripped and climbed in, sighing as the warm water engulfed her body. She relaxed for a moment before shaving her legs and crotch, her eyes flickering over to Tyrone floating around as she shaved and rinsed herself. Ann grabbed Tyrone and laid back in the tub. She brought the dildo up to her mouth and kissed Clubhardball Jessi Volt Blacks On Blondes Mandingo Official "I don't like being around those people," said my wife, Jenny. She was standing at the window, watching our two black gardeners mow the lawn. Jenny was wearing a short terry cloth robe and her curly brown hair was tousled prettily. I ran my eyes from her lean legs, up to her large breasts barely contained by her robe. My wife had just turned 30 (25 years my junior) and still had the figure of a girl ten years younger. She didn't work and we didn't have any children, so she spent her days exercising and sunbathing by our pool, wearing only a teeny string bikini. I am the CEO of a successful technology corporation located in Philiadelphia, which was a two hour commute for me six days a week. We are very well-to-do, with a large house in the country and a giant back yard. My wife was the daughter of a close friend, who had introduced us at church. She was ultra shy, conservative and I had taken her virginity on our wedding night almost five years ago. She wasn't used to being around people having grown up in a close knit family, Jenny attended a wealthy private school with a small class size and no minorities. 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His suit was an Armani and she could see a gold rolex on his wrist. Everything about him from his dress to his mannerisms exuded wealth, power, and a complete self-confidence. "Hello Miss Dutton," said the man. "My name is Solomon King." Ann backed up a step when the crimelord named himself. She turned and looked at the door, but an ugly, massive black man had appeared out of nowhere to block the exit. He was hideous. His face was dark black, with a crooked nose, big lips, and crooked teeth. He was more fat then muscles, and he completely filled the doorway. Solomon King stood up and came around the desk, and leaned back against it. He was around six and a half feet tall and looked to have even more muscles then Tyrone. He looked a cross between Tyrone and Latrell. Latrell's height and looks, with Tyrone's bulk and confidence. "I own Ebony and Ivory Monica Sweetheart Mandingo Jessi Volt Blacks On Blondes Cuckold Post standing out against his black face. "She's gone," said Angela. "Just drive." Angela thought of her two year old daughter. She would do everything she could to protect her from men like Solomon King when she grew up. This was her city and no one was going to prey on naive young women as long as she wore a badge. The squad car pulled out onto the bust street and sped off into the traffic. ******************** Solomon walked over to the cabinet and filed the video labeled "Ann Dutton," alphabetically right after Mayor Dunleavy. He stepped back and admired his growing collection of blackmail videos, before securing the cabinet. He lit a cigarette and put his hands in his robe as he walked out on his balcony overlooking central park. He had two sluts waiting for him in his bed, but even his mighty cock was tired from the days work out. It just wasn't the same unless he blackmailed or seduced them away from their husbands and once he had he moved on to the next conquest. He thought of the look on Ann's face when she saw the pictures in the envelope addressed to her parents, and she didn't even know he had already emailed the pictures to everyone back home. He thought of the mayors wife screaming for him to fuck her afer he had sliped excstasy into her wine. He smiled as his cock started growing. Trump had a new super-model girlfriend he had been showing off at the last charity function they had attended. She would make an excellent target. He felt cold air on his cock as it emerged from the folds of the robe. He realized it was now rock hard at the thought of seducing the millionaires girlfriend. Before heading back to the sluts, he took one last look out at the city, his city. The End