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The Night Audit: First Night ( repost )

Date: 2/20/2017, Categories: Fetish, Hardcore, Taboo, Author: robd1, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

brain, and I took a step back into the hall, trying to pull the door closed. The towel was still on the floor, however, blocking the door. Then the knob pulled free of my hand and his dark face poked out around the door, his eyes wide and questioning. I took another step back. “Sorry,” I muttered, almost inaudibly. I avoided his eyes, but held out the two bills for rooms 329 and 331 in way of an explanation. He stared at the paper in my hand for a moment, and then opened the door wider. He took the papers from my hand, squinting at them, and exposing most of his naked body to me. His long flaccid dick dangled between his thighs and my eyes were immediately drawn to it. It was ebony black. Black as midnight. Much blacker than the dark coffee skin that covered the rest of his body, except for the mushroom capped tip. It was a deep purple, like the pinot wine my Mom always drank. I thought it was beautiful. I looked up. He was no longer squinting at the bills. He was looking at me. I just stood there with my mouth hanging open. Then he looked to his left and right and my eyes followed his up and down the empty hall. “Hang on,” he whispered, his voice deep and course, and he stepped back inside the room with the bills in his hand. He pushed the door softly to, kicking the towel aside with his foot. I didn’t know what he meant by hang on, and I didn’t know why I just stood there outside his door clutching about a dozen more bills I still had to deliver. The idea floated through ... my fuzzy brain that he was going to get me a tip, like some of the guests did when I brought clean towels or an extra pillow to their rooms, but when the door opened again, he didn’t have any dollar bills in his hand, just his key-card. He stepped completely around the door this time and silently pulled it closed behind him. I took another step back. He looked down at me with a crooked smile on his face. His naked body filled the doorway and he was tall enough that his head almost reached the top of the doorframe. I was only five-foot-three and barely a hundred and ten pounds. I felt tiny standing there. My head barely reached his chest and right in front of me was his gorgeous cock. It had swelled slightly and moved out from between his thighs. I swallowed hard and we both looked up and down the empty hall again. “Here,” he whispered, and he reached forward, took me by the wrist, and guided my tiny white hand to his thick black penis. I didn’t resist. I let my fingers curl around the swelling shaft and gasped at the feeling of his hot, throbbing flesh. “Shhhh,” he breathed in warning, and then followed that with a deep guttural moan as my pale fist slid up and down his ebony tool. “Oh my God,” I hissed under my quickening breath. I dropped the remaining bills to the floor and stepped closer to him, using both hands to jack his cock. It was huge and felt powerful in my grip. My panties were suddenly soaked though and the fuzziness in my brain was gone. I studied his black meat ...