He pulled my head forward, straining my neck and filled my mouth with his manhood. He was large, probably nine inches long and fairly thick, but no where near as large as Black Master. My open mouth was immediately filled with a stiff cock. He yanked on my hair hard, making me yelp with pain. Prepare to take your Black Knight's sword.' One of his hands wrapped itself around his exposed meat while the other pulled on my hair, lifting my head of the floor. He yanked my shirt free and positioned his legs on top of my arms, pinning me against the cold steel van floor. A few more inches of adjustment and his dick was resting on my face. As he did this, he moved his body up onto my chest and his cock bounced against my chin. He pulled my shirt from under me so that he could get my arms pulled out of the sleeves. Then with his hands ripped open the front, spraying buttons throughout the van, causing me to gasp with shock. One of them straddled my hips and pulled on my shirt, untucking it from my pants. I quickly laid on the floor of the van, keeping my eye on their blades, wondering what they were going to do to me. Their dicks bobbed in front of them as they approached me. 'Lay down on the floor and don't fuckin' move or we'll cut you.'īlack Master's companions pulled knives from their pockets and approached me. 'Get those white boy clothes off that bitch.' Black Master yelled, pulling out into the street.
