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Crescent City Secrets - Chapters 38&39

Date: 12/25/2015, Categories: BDSM, Hardcore, Interracial Sex, Author: KateandJessica, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

night. “So, I guess I'm not totally shocked that it's you. What is it you want? Money? Sex?” She was getting tired of asking that. Darryl smiled. “I'll take door number two, little lady. I ain't rich like you or Lucas, but I don't care as much about it either.” She pursed her lips. At least he was being straightforward, unlike Lucas who seemed want to do some sort of dance with her. “What's the offer? Specifically. What do you want?” “Ooooh. Damn, girl. Straight to business like it weren't nothin'. You got some ice in your veins. Aight, that's how you want to play it. I'll be straight with you too.” He looked her up and down and she was suddenly aware of how tightly her wet clothes were clinging to her. “Truth is, I like getting my dick sucked by married women. Somethin' so nasty about a married woman going down on my shit. I love it!” He smiled broadly. She frowned. “And you're willing to blackmail me to get that, huh? You're that into me?” He chuckled. “Naw. I mean, don't get me wrong. You're a smokin' hot piece of little white ass. True. But I don't care. I just like 'em married. Aint got nothin' to do with age, race, looks, any of that shit. Just that ring on your finger and your face between my legs gets me all kinds of hard, baby. Shit, I'm hard just thinking about it.” “So we're going back to your place?” “That's the plan. I can take you back to your car right now, if you want. I'll make sure your husband gets that video by tomorrow. Maybe even post that shit online a ... few places.” Haden slowly shook her head in disgust. “God damn, that's sleazy.” Darryl chuckled again. “You know it, baby. But don't think of it like that, aight? Look, we go back to my place, you follow my instructions, and you'll be home free.” Haden took a deep breath. “One blowjob. That's it?” A big grin spread over Darryl's face, his teeth almost shining in the darkness of the car. “Yes! I knew you'd be down. You got that look of an a****l inside. I bet you suck dick like a pro.” She frowned at him. Inside, Haden was a mix of angry, nervous and confused. The anger and nervousness made sense to her. The confusion was a result of a bunch of other emotions swirling around in her that moved so fast she couldn't quite grab onto them. Her stomach was tight and her palms were clammy. Darryl didn't drive far. Less than five minutes later, he pulled up in front of his home, an older but well kept house in the Bywater. He turned off the car and faced her. “Look, I get what I'm asking for here is fucked up. I ain't asking you to get naked, or fuck me or any of that shit, okay? Just head. Ten minutes and we're done here. I'll drive you back to your car.” “Can't we just do it here in your car? Why all the way back to your house?” He smiled. “Because of the chair. See, I got this chair. A recliner. Used to jerk off in it. Then I fucked on it a couple of times. Then it just became this sort of ritual. The married women I get to suck me always do it in that chair.” “Nice.” She said in a ...