His Chocolate Desire

"I always get what I want Bella." Lucas Blaze said sternly and coldly. While pumping two fingers in her wetness.

Annabelle Brown smiles, "You clearly don't know how to handle a black woman. Is that all you got white boy?"

Frustrated, Lucas flips her over and thrusts into her roughly. Making a loud painful moan escape Annabelle's plump lips.

"Yes baby, thats the only thing I wanted to hear." Lucas smiles arrogantly.