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... thought of how it would feel to be riding a dick at the same time.

She quickly dispelled those thoughts. She was never going to have sex with two guys, and she certainly wasn't going to be gangbanged by three black guys she didn't know.

And that triggered another thought. Her friend Shannon had been dating a black guy and would regularly regale Abby and her friends with stories about how big his cock was. Abby fluffed it off as exaggeration, but curiosity got the better of her, and one night she pulled up Pornhub and plugged "black cock white girl" into the search bar. She clicked on the first video that came up, entitled "Gangbang."

It was a revelation. First, there wasn't just one black guy, there were three. And one girl, who was taking their cocks in her mouth, her pussy, and her ass, all at the same time. She thought Ron had a big cock, but it was nothing like these monsters.

And the thing was, Shannon and the girl in the videos were big girls, probably about five foot seven or eight. There was no way that Abby's petite frame would be able to handle that. Still, she got wet watching the video, and even felt a spark of arousal when the girl lay on the bed while the men took turns jerking off on her face and tits. Well, it was one thing to watch it, but that was never going to happen, either.

She pushed black cocks and gangbangs out of her mind and concentrated on what she'd do after the men left. She'd put on some light music, maybe light a candle or two, ...

... then get undressed and grab the dildo and the lube. She closed her eyes and imagined watching the dildo slide into her pussy, deeper and deeper.

And in her imagination, the dildo was black.

The knock on the door woke her from her reverie. She bounced off the bed and opened the door, greeted by the sight of Derrick grinning at her. His eyes dropped down just for an instant, and she realized her traitorous nipples were giving her away. She tried to divert her thoughts to something horrible, like maybe baby seals being clubbed, but it was for naught; she realized she was actually getting wet.

She glanced down at the paper he was holding. "Is that what I have to sign?" she said, trying desperately to sound nonchalant.

"Yep," he nodded, then looked past her at the desk in the corner. "Want to do it over there?"

Yes, I'd like you to do me over there flashed through her mind. She tucked that away, then walked over to the desk, him following.

He placed the paper down, and she bent over it. It did not help at all that he was right behind her, leaning over her. "So do I need to read this before I sign it? How do I know what I'm agreeing to?" she asked.Maybe it says that I'm agreeing you can fuck me into next week. Which would be fine.

"It's just saying that we finished the job."

"Okay, so where do I sign?"

He bent over further, pointing out a signature line. "Right there," he said, his breath a hot whisper into her ear.

Then she pushed back against him and ...