“Holy shit,” I whispered, my mouth watering. “It’s bigger than I dreamed. Look at those veins… fuck, I want it in my throat.” I wrapped my small hands around the base—barely able to circle it—and leaned in, my tongue flicking out to lap at the slit. Salty pre-cum exploded on my taste buds, making me moan. “Mmm, tastes so good, Daddy. Your big black cock is leaking for me.”

Zion angled his fingers in my hair, pulling hard enough to make my scalp sting. “That’s right, white slut. Worship this BBC like the BBC addict you are. Open wide.” He didn’t give me time to adjust; he thrust forward, the...