A chill went through Brock knowing it meant something bad. He knew what to do. Desi xxx He wants more.’
Daquan lifted Brock off his dick and spat in his face. He realised he was completely broken and he sobbed. Brock flung his head back and hit it on the wall. Daquan laughed and said, ‘We’ve actually turned the bitch. It was somehow worse than the piss and taste of cock. ‘Say Aaaaah,’ Dan said. It tasted so strong and tangy. The balls rested, slimy against his chin. The line of precum was a thick drool on his tongue. ‘Say Aaaaah,’ Dan said. Brock was about 5ft8 with pale skin, blue eyes and blond hair. ‘Then wank us,’ Daquan said. It was only 7pm and enough light came through that Brock could see.




















