Slave to Mr.Rastanov
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Kira Jones 22 years African American raised by her parents until she was 18 years old. Her parents were murdered by unknown persons for unknown reasons the murder case was never solved. She works two dead end jobs to survive and lives in a small apartment alone send don't really have any friends. She is quite antisocial but can be quite mouthy and stand her own if needed. Kira is caramel skin tone with brown- black natural kinky back length hair. Her eyes are bright hazel brown and she weighs 120 lbs and 5' tall. She has a tiny waist, wide hips, nice round Ass, with c-cup breasts.
Chandler Rastanov born is Russia but raised in America he is 28 years old a multibillionaire owns restaurants, hotels, casinos and stores. He is also a mob boss handed down from his father who died two years ago from a traffic ring busted by the FBI but since that chandler has been quite careful not to be caught and choose his girls carefully before trafficked. Chandler is 6'4" weighs 210 lbs of muscle white with brown hair and dark green eyes.
This is my first interracial story hope you all like it am trying a thing
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