Unspoken Pleasure by Erotica

White Slut's Club: Ep31

"Actually, she was under my desk just yesterday while I was listening to the Willaby trial," he continued.

"God, yeeees," I moaned loudly, feeling my cunt becoming fuller than was, I thought, humanly possible, even as I was shocked to learn that Amanda was under the desk at a trial I was involved in just yesterday. "So you want to be my trial cocksucker?" Judge Harmon asked.

"Yes, Masteeer, make me your trial cocksucker. Cum in my mouth over and over again," I whimpered, my head going light at the mixture of pleasure and pain I was experiencing.

"I'll fit you in, just like you're fitting his cock in," he said, which made Mr. Cocksmith laugh.

I weakly replied, "Thank yooooou."

"Shouldn't you be thanking me?" Samantha asked, as she moved beside me for a better view.

"Thank you for making me a white slut for black cock?" I asked, facetiously.

"Exactly," Samantha nodded, "I knew you would be perfect for the role."

"Thank you, I think," I moaned, as Mr. Cocksmith continued trying to wedge his cock into my cunt.

"This isn't working," Mr. Cocksmith sighed, pulling out.

"Take her ass," Judge Harmon suggested.

My eyes went big as I glanced down at Mr. Cocksmith's massive member.

"Good call," he agreed, ordering me, "Turn around slut, let's give you your first chocolate DP."

"Yes, Master," I agreed, the idea of taking a cock in my ass incomprehensible before this evening and yet now something I was willingly doing without hesitation.

slut," Mr.

Master," she said, as I repositioned myself so my tits were directly

some nice udders," the judge

replied to the ridiculous compliment of comparing my breasts to

cock lodged deep in my cunt, hands cupping my breasts and a mouth on my nipples had me willing to do anything... including eagerly taking a massive

at first, but once you get used to it you are going to want your

slut they wanted me to be, yet scared of the pain I knew

I felt his

saw on Samantha's face while she was getting DP'd

and Kenningston,

gasped, both because of the next shocking name and because I felt Mr. Cocksmith's mushroom top break through my anal defence. "Oh, shit," I whimpered, a sharp pain hitting me. Cassandra Williams was my colleague and as no nonsense as me. In her early fifties, she was old school and believed in being the voice for all who had no voice of her own. She was married to a famous CEO in oil, but hated the boys' club that still existed in the legal field. Her

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being the only woman and taking over a dozen black cocks during a judge retreat down south," Judge

story of Cassandra's sexual submission

who brought Senator Abbotsford into the club many years ago," Judge Harmon

I said, through clenched teeth as the pain in my

slut,"

to fathom taking even

Watson," Judge Harmon revealed

I said, each name a juicy piece of gossip that distracted me from the impaling I was receiving in my back door. Becky was a gorgeous redheaded journalist whom I resented because her writing always seemed to favour my opponent. Matt added, from behind me somewhere, "Yes,

I said, her one-sided

names?"

I answered, wincing as the

Jake to just slam his cock in your ass, my slut, and become the white ass slut you were meant

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