Each morning, after the moans of ecstasy from her m0ther or her s1ster's bedrooms had ceased, Jennifer would listen to Darcus showering. She would close her beautiful eyes tightly, bite her soft lips, and conjure his strong, muscular black body into her young mind. Inevitably, her timid fingers would stray over her smooth thighs to her hot, wet, sex. What, she would ask herself, was is like to have all those powerful black muscles bearing down on top of your breasts? To feel him between your trembling thighs? To feel that hard, merciless black cock invading your sex? Was that black cock
really as big as her s1ster boasted?
Jennifer knew that, soon, all of her questions would be answered. Each morning, she arranged herself on her bed just as she would want Darcus to find her, when he finally threw open her bedroom door and came to take her. Her virginity. To make her his property.
On the morning of Jennifer's eighteenth birthday, Jennifer's m0ther gave her a huge teddy bear.
Her s1ster gave her a beautiful set of bra and panties.
Finally, the door flung open, and there was Darcus: huge, black, and snarling with a raw sexual anger.
"You gonna get fucked, bitch!" he spat, as he ripped a towel from his waist.
Jennifer's beautiful eyes widened. She felt her body grow weak, yielding to her black master's will.
Her time had come.