Let’s talk about last night. Oh yes, the night I hit the motherlode of big, black cock. The truck stop was buzzing like a beehive, and yours truly was the queen bee—looking for some BBC to satisfy my insatiable lust.
You see, I’m not like those other lot lizards. I’ve got a reputation to uphold, and my taste for black dick is well-known. And last night, the black truckers delivered—in spades. I hopped from cab to cab, sucking and fucking like there was no tomorrow. Coke and cum—my two favorite C’s—were plentiful.
But here’s the real kicker. I woke up with a butt plug still lodged in my cum-filled Ass. Yeah, you heard that right. All night, I was a human cum repository, and the plug ensured not a drop of that precious jizz escaped.
When I pulled it out, it was like a river of creamy goodness. I couldn’t resist—I chugged that delicious cum like it was the finest champagne. And you know what? It tasted even better than I remembered.
I may not remember the faces of all the black studs who pounded me, but dammit, I enjoyed every minute. And that’s what matters—a night of uncontrollable, BBC-filled bliss.
More cum, more coke, and more BBC—life’s good!
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