Christina Skye

Like my homey Ice Cube said, “Today was a good day.” I woke up knowing that my personal ATM machine, some white boy who loves sluts, would be coughing up several Benjamins. I believe a business deal should go down smoothly and without problems. His love of my hoes has got him a debt that only the threat of an ass-whoopin' can resolve. We went back to his place so the cops wouldn't catch me slicing him from ear to ear but his mom was home. I could see the fear in her eyes as she saw the face of a black man who's seen the inside of a prison wall a couple of times. Jail is no joke. After some debate she began flirting with me as her little boy's face showed that he'd sooner crawl into a hole and die than watch me stick her full of black dick. As a reasonable man I'd wipe the debt off since her mouth couldn't stop from bouncing up and down on my thick black flagpole. The bitch nearly puked all over my cock as that wanna-be Beaver Cleaver watched his momma engage in some nasty interracial sex. I must have hit that uterus a billion times while my black balls kept the attack on her juicy clit. Her fat tits kept jiggling the more my black dick devastated the place where he came out of years ago. I needed to drop all of my goo down her mouth which ensured this loser would never, ever fuck with my money again!