Janet Mason

I was shocked by the company my son was keeping, as he returned home being intimidated by two African American hooligans demanding $10,000 or else facing a fatal consequence. Recognizing their criminal appearance from their tattoos and attire, I knew these were experienced individuals. My son had clearly gotten himself into serious trouble, prompting me to intervene.

Despite my limited resources as a homemaker, I was aware of the appeal I held for black men. Offering my body as a solution, I engaged in a sexual encounter to protect my son. The two men exposed their large members, overwhelming me with their sheer size.

I eagerly pleasured them both, enduring the intensity as my son watched in astonishment. My son's gaze was in disbelief as I focused on satisfying the men, exploring new depths of pleasure. My body quivered as I was filled with their essence, transforming my once tight intimacy into a reservoir of fulfillment.

Perhaps a new addition to our family will be arriving in about nine months.