How I was seen in public with Brad is beyond me. He’s a white boy loser who isn’t packing what I need in those pants of his. Since Brad loves me so much he’s going to allow John E. Depth to pump my white pussy. However, it simply wouldn’t be enough to let him be in the same room as us. I’m going to tie up Brad so he can’t cry and walk out. Looking back it was a good idea to keep Brad blindfolded so he couldn’t see Mr. Depth’s black anaconda going deep inside me. The only natural light Brad got was when he was licking black cum off of my tummy. Good boy cucky, good boy.