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"The fuck am I?" Luke Micucci mumbled out loud as he looked at his surroundings. Somewhere along the way walking home from Football practice, he must have taken a wrong turn and ended up in a part of town he's never been to before. The place was run down, with plenty of broken windows, boarded over doors, and dirty sidewalks. Luke wasn't from the nicest area either, but this place could probably be described as a "ghetto".
He had to leave practice earlier that day, because he kept fumbling on the field. Coach Cole got pissed at him. It wasn't Luke's fault, though! For some reason, his ass has gotten huge lately, and it's been throwing him off balance. And, his hole has been twitching a lot, like an electric shock right to his ass, which always makes him drop the ball. Luke was considering if he should go to a doctor or talk to his Step-Dad, Bull, when he passed by a dark alleyway. He was pulled out of his thoughts by a deep voice calling out to him.
"You lost, baby?"
The voice boomed through the entire street. Luke's head darted around, looking for the source of it, until he saw what looked like a GIANT black shadow leaning against a wall, the glowing red of a cigar flickered as the brute took a puff.
"Don't get too many snowbunnies wanderin' through the hood these days... well... not unless they're lookin' for somethin' they can't find in the suburbs," the ENORMOUS black beast of a man spoke.
The man smirks, his voice smooth as velvet as he steps away from the wall and into the light, eyeing Luke with interest, his gaze lingering for a moment on the jock's toned physique before returning to his face.
Luke was taken aback by this black man. Dude was even bigger than Coach Cole! Most people might be intimidated, by Luke Micucci was a fucking football player! He's gotten stared down by big guys before, though not as big as this monster.
"Hey bro, I don't know what the fuck a snowbunny is, but I think I'm lost. Where the fuck am I?" Luke said casually like he was talking to one of his bros.
Luke's complete lack of fear could be the result of his confidence, but in reality was mostly because of his complete lack of good sense. Anybody with half a brain could see that the huge stranger spelled trouble, and unfortunately Luke's brains have been replaced by his butt.
The man chuckles deeply, his gaze fixed on Luke's face before trailing down to that meaty ass the boy was dragging around.
Another deep rumble came from his chest as he took another puff of his cigar and blew the smoke towards Luke's face. "Relax, baby. You're in my neighborhood, now, and this here is my club," the man replied, gesturing to neon lit sign on the building behind him.
The man kept his gaze on Luke, taking him in fully with a grin, and extended a hand towards him. "You can call me, Thug Daddy, and I run these streets. Got it, baby?"
The fuck? Thug Daddy? Who the hell calls himself that?
Still, Luke didn't know what else to call the stranger. When the monster blew the smoke into his face, Luke roughly inhaled and immediately his head started to feel a little lighter. He'd had some pot before, but this shit was next level!
Luke grasped the stranger's hand, trying to demonstrate his strength with a firm grip. "Yo, I'm Luke. I don't know if I'm in your neighborhood or backyard or living room, I need to get home. How the fuck to do I get out of here?"
A gleam flashed in Thug Daddy's eye as he tightened his grip to an almost crushing force upon Luke's hand.
"Ain't no need to rush, whiteboy, you're in good hands with me," the man said, his voice dripping with confidence.
He leaned in closer, his towering figure casting a shadow over Luke. "But if you're lookin' to find your way outta here, you gotta pay the toll. Ain't nothin' free in these streets, you feel me?" Thug Daddy chuckled lowly and smacked his lips, "Besides, with that juicy peach you're packin', you're practically beggin' for some attention, ain't ya?"
What the fuck was this guy going on about?
Luke figured Thug Daddy must have been referring to his ass. He was used to the unwanted attention. It had already been big, and his teammates tended to joke about how much they wanted to fuck it, or they'd even grab it sometimes. Now that it had gotten bigger, some of the players got way more aggressive with the touching, especially Demarcus, Tyrus, and Lakeith.
If this guy wanted to touch his ass a little bit, then that wasn't such a big deal, Luke was used to it by now
"Alright man, if you wanna touch my ass or whatever, that's fine. As long as you tell me how to get home after." Thug let out another laugh. "Well, damn..." he grunt, and his grin widened as he took another puff of his cigar, the smoke swirling around them.
"You've got yourself a deal, whiteboy," he replied, releasing Luke's hand and stepping closer.
Thug took a step closer, and spun Luke around, before pressing the boy hard into the bricks of the wall, causing him to yelp. The sound of Luke wincing made him laugh while he slowly began to crouch.
The man lowered himself, his giant hands gripping the massive doughy ughie flesh mounds of Luke's caked up ass, that looked like they were BEGGING to break through the thin athletic shorts that barely contained them.
"Goddamn..." Thug rasped, taking another puff as his eyes honed in on the dark, wet mark that was starting to spread across the fabric. He flared his nostrils as he took in the scent.
"How long you been caked up like this for, bitch?"
The big thug took Luke by surprise, and he was almost at a loss for words. As soon as he felt the stranger's fingers dig into his ass flesh, spread his cheeks and uncovering his hole, Luke felt another jolt in his ass. But this time, it was more intense. He tried to bare down on it, but when he felt the stranger's hot breath make contact with his hole, he knew something was wrong.
There was something... wet... trickling out of his hole. And it didn't feel like sweat. What the fuck was happening to him?
Luke knew had to just grin and bare it, let this guy do what he wanted and then he'd be back home.
"I don't know man... I've always had a dumper but I guess couple of weeks ago it got really huge - I needed to get new shorts and everything."
Luke didn't mention that none of his underwear fit anymore, and in fact finding underwear that fit was next to impossible, so he'd taken to going in just his jockstrap, with no materials between his skin and the mesh shorts
"Bro.... uh ok, you got to feel it, we done?"
Thug laughed some more, his fingers kneading Luke's cheeks with a roughness that sent shivers down the jock's spine. He leaned in closer, his hot breath ghosting over Luke's ear as he spoke in a low, husky tone.
"Nah, baby, we ain't done yet. You in my streets, now, remember?" he murmured, his voice dripping with danger. The man heard Luke grumble, but he wasn't paying attention, not while there was a football team sized plate of pure whiteboy ass dripping inches from his face. He sucked his lips, "You know kid, you thicker than most all my hoes I got strippin' in the club..." Thug grunt, digging his digits into Luke's rump even harder, "How old are you, anyhow?"
Luke was used to all that kind of talk. 'Damn Micucci you got a fatter ass than my girlfriend! Maybe I should dump her and clap your cheeks instead' was one of Demarcus's favorite "jokes" in the locker room.
Luke tried to hide his wince. This Thug Daddy dude was getting really rough with him! If he wasn't used to being manhandled on the field, it might have actually hurt.
"I just turned 18 last month, man... I'm a Senior," Luke groaned. The man's fingers were digging into him, and they were dangerously close to his hole, which now felt very moist. Did the stranger notice Luke wasn't wearing any underwear?
Thug Daddy whistled, and gave Luke's rump a big SMACK. "Barely legal, huh?" he laughed, "Good thing I found you before some of these other homies we got loose around here, or you mighta' been in trouble."
The man slurped at his lips, snaked his massive hands around Luke's hips, and pulled the teen's butt toward him. Thug Daddy opened his jaw WIDE, and stuck out his tongue, clamping down his open mouth directly onto Luke's pussy beneath the sopping wet fabric, sucking HARD, pulling a glob of Luke's juices out of his hole, through the fabric and into his mouth.
"OH FUUUUCK!" Luke let out a moan while his face was pressed against the grimy brick wall.
This big stranger's huge tongue was licking his ASSHOLE. He tried to fight it, but something about the guys' tongue made Luke's toes curl, and he widened his stance automatically. The sweet, sucking sensations made his hole tingle and jolt, he even arched his back like a slut as his poor straight virgin jock hole was given the tongue lashing of a lifetime.
Unknown to Luke, Thug Daddy spent half his time eating out the dancers at his club, and he was known for having the largest, most flexible tongue in the entire neighborhood
"DUDE What the fuck are you doing!?"
His tongue slithered and snaked all across Luke's hole, poking and prodding the jock pussy with ease, until eventually the thin layer of mesh fabric wore away, splitting apart as Thug feasted upon the teen.
"You wanted to find your way home, right? Well, you gotta pay the toll, and you've got one sweet ass, boy."
With that, Thug Daddy leaned back in, his tongue darting out to lap at Luke's pussy once more, teasing and tantalizing him with every stroke. He worked around Luke's hole, licked up his crack, and dug his thick tongue as deep as he could inside the teen, all the while slurping all of the boy's ripe juices he could, and sending Luke into a tailspin.
One part of Luke was so overtaken with the lustful sensations that he wanted to give in and let Thug Daddy use his hole however he wanted. But Luke Micucci was straight, damnit! And he wasn't going to be made into some dirty thug's prison bitch.
He tried to pull away, but the larger's man's grip on him was so strong all he could was squirm. As he felt his hole spread and get invaded by the pink tongue, the wetness from his hole increased and he could feel something dripping out of it, onto his taint and down his leg. Fuck, what was happening to him?
"Bro, fucking stop!! Stop it!" Luke yelled, while simultaneously bucking his hips to meet Thug Daddy's tongue thrusts
Thug Daddy paid Luke's squirms and cries hardly any attention, his grip tightening on Luke's hips as he continued to feast on the boy's succulent ass.
"Oh, baby, you're just too sweet to resist," he murmured between licks, his tongue working its magic on Luke's sensitive flesh.
But Luke's struggles only seemed to fuel Thug Daddy's desire, his rut growing with every moment. He pressed harder against the jock, refusing to relent despite the boy's protests.
With a wicked grin, he intensified his assault, his tongue delving deeper into Luke's hole, his movements becoming even more fervent and relentless.
Luke's cries fell on deaf ears as Thug Daddy lost himself in the intoxicating taste of the boy's forbidden fruit, determined to claim his prize no matter what.
Who knows how long it was that Thug Daddy chowed down on Luke's ripe and juicy pussy, until finally pulling off of the boy with a guttural growl, drool and slop dribbling in rivers from his chiseled jaw and thick lips that connected in globs to Luke's hole. "FUCK!" Thug growled, slurping up the strings of Luke's ass slop that hanged from his chin, following one like it was a noodle until his lips once again locked with Luke's pinkness.
"FUCK!! Bro, get....FUUUUUUUCK... get off!!" Luke tried to break free from Thug Daddy's vicious tongue lashing, but the sensations inside his tight jock hole was just too much.
Thug Daddy kept a firm grip, holding Luke in place, and as much as the jock squirmed he couldn't move an inch. In fact, the only movement he could do was push his ass back harder against the stranger's tongue. So, that's exactly what he did.
Soon enough Luke's yells of protest switched to begging for release.
"Bro, get off me, that's enough, PLEASE!!"
When Thug Daddy clamped his lips against Luke's hole, that was enough to make the straight jock's legs weak. If it weren't for the rough grip and the fact that Thug Daddy's tongue fucking was literally keeping him upright, Luke would have crumpled to the filthy alleyway's ground.
"Broo.... please.... stop....!!" Luke whined, his squirming changing from an attempt to escape to a full body shudder as Thug Daddy's tongue took him to pleasurable heights he could never have imagined before.
But Thug Daddy wasn't finished yet. He was lost in the primal desire to claim what he wanted, and Luke's sweet, tight hole was just too tempting to resist. With a hungry growl, he doubled down on his assault, his tongue delving even deeper into Luke's quivering entrance, his movements becoming more relentless and intense.
"FUCK, kid," Thug rasped between sloppy kisses and sucks at Luke's gushing wet hole, "Gattdamn!"
Thug growled, and hit Luke's ass with a HARD slap, "You don't know who you're talkin' to, white boy," he grunt before standing up, digging his thick, gold ringed fingers into Luke's rump before grabbing a fist of his hair and slamming his face against the brick.
He drew his lips close to Luke's ear, "You don't tell Thug Daddy to stop, got it?"
Luke heard a zip, and felt some rustling against his backside as Thug fidgeted with his cargo shorts, before setting his massive, ebony black anaconda of a cock free, letting it fall against Luke's lower back to rest on his ass with a heavy thud. His giant balls hanged low, and Luke could feel the weight as they hanged down past the middle of his thighs.
Thug growled through grit teeth, his aggression rising with every breath he took. Every pulse of his cock leaked with precum that started to river down Luke's back.
"Yes sir!" Luke let out a meek chirp, his only reaction to realizing that he was this stranger's prey, that despite his muscular jock body he was no match for Thug Daddy.
The realization that he was totally at the perverted stranger's mercy not only filled him with fear and shame, but also made his hole twitch and the hungry feeling in his hole grow. He felt like he was a leaky faucet back there!
The weight of Thug Daddy's cock weighed down on Luke's back, and he was shocked at just how high the piece snaked up. It was almost halfway up his torso!! How the fuck did a cock like that even exist?
Thug Daddy's intentions were clear, and Luke should have fought with all his might, but his legs were rooted to the ground. In fact, he reflexively widened his stance to spread his cheeks more, allowing a glimpse of spit-lathered pussy.
When he felt the hot, heavy knob push against his tight virgin asshole, Luke winced, prepared for nothing but excruciating pain. To his utter disbelief, however, his pussy spread obediently, and although it was a tight fit, the pain was completely overshadowed by the ecstatic tingles shooting up all the way from his invaded pussy right to his brain.
"FUUUUUUUUCK!!" Luke moaned as he felt the unbelievably huge anaconda slip it's way inside him, inch by inch.
Thug Daddy sneered, one hand gripping Luke by his impossibly small and tight waist, his massive hand nearly encircling it whole, the other hand pushing Luke's head against the brick. His gorilla chest heaved and he grinned as he felt Luke's tight little hole give little wet kisses to his glistening cockhead. He squeezed the boy's waist, and watched as bubbles of the teen's wet slop splurted out of his pussy to splatter all over his meat.
"Fuck, yeah, baby..." he chuckled, letting go of Luke's head to reach down and massage the jock's pussy slop over his monster.
"Shit..." Thug cooed, tremors of pleasure rippling through him as Luke's pussy instinctively puckered, as if begging for the thug to ruin him. "This pussy talkin' to me white boy," he laughed again, "Wanna' know what it sayin'?"
"W-wha the fuck is it saying??" Luke mumbled as the cool night air hit his slobbered pussy and made it wink. The enormous meat pressing against his entrance was too big - Luke imagined himself getting impaled like a pig.
The fact that Thug Daddy called his hole a pussy made him angry at first, but then it settled into his head and for some reason felt so right. Why the fuck did it turn him on for his asshole to get called a pussy? And why did his hole seem to spurt out a hefty spray of that weird wet substance when that happened?
His resolve was quickly melting, his straight jock bravado melting away and leaving nothing but lustful curiosity and a deep hunger inside him that couldn't be sated, except for one thing.
Thug Daddy grinned wickedly, his eyes gleaming hot with desire as he leaned in close to Luke's ear, his breath sending shivers down the jock's spine.
"It's tellin me the future," he let out another grunt, "Sayin' that you gonna' be pregnant with little black babies, white boy." He punctuated his words with a firm thrust of his hips, the head of his cock pressing teasingly against Luke's entrance, threatening to breach him completely.
"Damn, you fine..." Thug rasped, as he grabbed Luke's waist with both hands, and began his assault.
One inch, two inches, three... five... seven...
The Thug roared and the jock screamed.
Luke screamed at the top of his longs as his pussy was assaulted, ripped open by a big black battering ram of a cock. For a moment he wondered if anybody would hear him and come to his rescue, but considering the fact that he was getting fucked by a thug in the alleyway, full view of anyone walking by, meant that was unlikely to happen
As each inch sunk into him, it made his whole body spasm, he could feel his hole spreading, his anal canal getting filled. Was this how it felt to get fucked, like the way he'd plow a hot cheerleader's pussy?
He felt full beyond belief, like his stomach was getting pushed into from below, like he a puppet with a guy's hole arm stuck up inside him. Yet he knew, somehow, that this was less than halfway the length of Thug Daddy's massive black hog.
"Fuuuuuuck!!! Bro, you're in my .... you're fucking my... MY FUCKING PUSSY!!" Luke moaned as another inch slipped inside him. At that point Thug Daddy was only pusshing into him, the actual fucking hadn't even happened yet. A mixture of fear and excitement filled the dumb jock as he considered what would happen when Thug Daddy really started fucking him. How ROUGH he would be...
"Dassit, scream while you can, bitch!" Thug cried, slamming Luke's head into the bricks, "Feel allat dick corin' you out!"
Thug grinned as he saw a tear trail down the side of Luke's cheek, the jock's green eyes wide and bulging as he continued to snake his way up into him. The black man felt some resistance, finally.
"You feel that?" Thug growled, "knock, knock, bitch..."
Thug grabbed a fistful of Luke's hair while his pulsing cockhead rang the doorbell of his inner hole, his womb. "It's hammer time, baby!"
With a cheer, Thug SLAMMED his hips forward, tearing into Luke's deepest, and WETTEST spot.
Both screamed, as Thug's cock pierced Luke's cervix, causing the boy's pussy to CLAMP down around the man's cock head, holding it in a vice-like suction as Luke's womb SLURPED a glop of Thug's precum out of his cock.
"DAMN! This pussy hungry!" Thug yelled, digging his fingers into Luke as his legs bucked, his hips shooting forward as he mounted the teen.
Luke felt the man's massive chest heave against him, as the Thug waited for some composure while he savored the feeling of all his inches being completely dug up inside of the boy's wet, velvety insides.
"You'll be feelin' that in the mornin'" Thug laughed with another squeeze around Luke's waist, which now was bulged by his dick.
The pair stayed locked together, moaning as the heat of the act caused them to sweat. Luke was stunned, yet trembled as Thug's member pulsed throughout him, he didn't know it, but his womb was like a lock, gripping Thug's cockhead so tightly as if it never wanted to let go.
That's when Thug began to pull back, "Showtime, baby..." the man grunt.
Luke wailed some more as the giant cock began to recede. His hips were in a bone crushing grip as Thug pulled back, slowly, making globs and thick strings of Luke's pussy juice stream from the boy's ass to the man's wiry pubed crotch.
Thug Daddy halted when just his cockhead remained inside Luke's pinkness. "Fuck, you're wet, bitch..." he groaned, feeling Luke's tightness wrap around him, begging him to return his meat up into it.
Then, Thug adjusted his stance, grabbed Luke's neck with one hand, his waist with the other and started to FUCK.
The man growled, and cheered as he started to use the teen jock boy's ass as a fleshlight. He went 0 to 60 in seconds, relentlessly using the star athlete's pussy like it was his own hand, and Luke was GUSHING.
SPLASH SCHLUP SPLISH
The sounds of the teen's wetness echoed throughout the alley as flesh on flesh slapped together.
Luke was in a daze, and Thug was pussy high. His thrusts became deeper, harder, and he saw red. His eyes burned into the tight piece of white PUSSY he was jackhammering in the middle of the hood. "You like that black donkey dick, doncha' white boy?"
Luke's tongue flopped but the boy made no coherent reply.
Thug didn't really care for a response from the boy, who he was starting to realize was probably the best pussy he had beat up in a long time. He could get all of his inches in the teen with ease, and the bitch was wet like no other.
Thug Daddy rolled his head back, moaning before looking down at Luke, who was looking back at him with half opened eyes. He grinned. "That black dick gettin' to your head, huh, bitch?" He reached to grab some of Luke's hair, and made him nod like a limp doll. "Yeah, you do," he chuckled before giving him a light slap on the cheek, "Little white fag boys like you love some black dick, just wait till I bust... You'll be married to my balls for the rest of your life..."
"FUCKK YOUUUU!!" Luke screamed. There was no FUCKING way he was a fag. He was Luke Miccuci! He plowed through the entire cheerleading team! He was big stud on campus.
No way some random black dude was gonna bitch him out like this even if-
"OH MY FUCKING GAAAAAAAD" Luke screamed at the furious anal assault he received, as every inch of that big black dick drove into him with the force of an 18 wheeler.
`FUCK!! WHY DOES IT FEEL SO GOOOD!?' Luke thought to himself as his toes curled in pleasure, his hips working automatically to throw his ass back, meeting every thrust that Thug Daddy pounded into him
`This big black dick is FUCKING me, and it feels too good!!'
Luke wanted to protest, being called a fag, but the last thread that he clung to his straightness was chopped when Thug Daddy sliced in another full-length dick stroke into his pink jock cunt.
The sawing motion sent his nerves on fire, and he threw his head back as he moaned, pushing himself back to make sure every last inch was buried deep inside him.
Thug roared, rolling his hips into Luke as his jock pussy slammed back against him, meeting his thrusts with a wet splash. "Hell yeah, bitch!" He smacked Luke on the ass and whistled, bouncing him back and forth on his cock at a breakneck pace.
He could feel it, Luke could feel it. The tension was building and the pair were sweatier than ever.
With every gush of Luke's pussy, Thug let out an approving grunt, grinning while he looked at the dickmatized white boy beneath him, HIS white boy.
"You ready, kid?" Thug grunted, "Ready for load number one of pipin' hot black nut?"
But again, Thug didn't care.
SLAM. With another thrust, Thug impaled the boy with his monster dick once more, pushing it deep into the boy's inner hole with ease. Luke's insides clamped down around him, this time REFUSING to let him escape.
Then it hit.
"FUCK YEAH, BABYGIRL, TAKE THESE BABIES ALLUP IN YOUR PUSSY!" Thug Daddy roared.
A steaming volley of thick, black sperm rocketed directly inside of Luke's womb. Thug dug his finger's into the boy's sides as he pressed as hard as he could against him, firing round after round of his potent, superior black god seed into white boy's insides.
Globs of the older man's semen started to fill the boy's insides to the brim, causing his tight abs and stomach to begin to bulge, as the Thug kept dumping quart after quart of black baby batter up inside of the teen.
With each jet of potent daddy seed, Luke's body drew closer and closer to the heights of ecstasy. It was like there was a dam within him, and Daddy's cock was a battering ram trying to bust it open, the unending geyser of jizz trying to burst through.
"OH, FUUUUUUUUUUUUUCK!!" Luke screamed, his back arching, mouth hanging open, eyes rolling back, as a pussygasm ripped through his entire body, making him shake. His arms went wild, trying to hold onto something, brace himself, as his brain practically went white from all the pleasure.
To Luke's shock, his pussy clamped down on Daddy's thick cock, and he felt a spray of clear pussy juice jet out of his tight cunt, spraying all over Daddy's cock, legs, crotch. He was soaking Thug Daddy like a fucking hose, his body expelling the lube-like juice from the sheer overwhelming sensation of getting bred by a true black daddy.
As Luke squirted, he was forever changed. Gone was the straight jock Luke Micucci, just one of the bros. Thug Daddy's cock and cum was addictive, changing his brain chemistry. He could never go back to who he was, the old Luke snuffed out like a flame. In his place, a new Luke appeared. The sluttiest, most depraved, BBC-addicted jock pussy in the entire city.
Fuck football, chicks, hanging out with his bros. Luke knew his purpose in life was to seek out the biggest, blackest cocks he could, and get his white jock pussy split open, brutally fucked, and then flooded with their potent cum. He was going to be a sperm bank for BBC only.
A single tear fell down Luke's face, mourning his past life. But his poor jizz-addicted brain was quickly overtaken. His cock would never cum again, in fact it was unlikely to even get hard. From now on, Luke's entire source of pleasure would be his wet, juicy jock pussy.
"FUCK!" Thug Daddy grunted as he withdrew his cock, unsheathing it like a sword, the remnants of foamy, churned up cum and pussy juice all over it. "Best white pussy I ever had! I fuckin' knew it, clocked you for a slut as soon as I saw those cakes bouncing."
Luke's body was still shaking, slight tremors sending jolts throughout his limbs. His pussy was utteraly gaped, trying in vain to close as globs of Thug Daddy's jizz leaked out and over his taint and onto the filthy ground.
The jock pussy whimpered, not because his pussy was gaped so hard, but because he didn't want to waste a single drop of Thug Daddy's cum. He knew instinctively that black cum needed to be inside of him. He tried to close his hole, keep some of Daddy's jizz in, but he couldn't. His poor asshole was ruined, permanently reshaped into a pussy, a willing hole meant for sex and milking black cocks.
Luke dropped to his knees, his brain going even dumber as his thoughts were consumed only by a hunger for more black cock, more jizz, more more MORE! He looked up at Thug Daddy, the defiance gone, instead seeing him as reverent, Thug Daddy's cock so huge it cast a shadow over Luke's face.
"Clean it up, you white whore. Nasty little bitch, I bet you wanna slurp on my cock and lick up all that jizz and your juices." Thug Daddy waved his cock, slapping it against Luke's face to prove his point.
Luke opened his mouth obediently, licking up and down Thug Daddy's cock like a popsicle, cleaning off all of the nasty remnants of their sex. He was so thankful for Thug Daddy that he would do any depraved act. And Thug Daddy knew it, hatching a plan in his head to take advantage of the sluttiest white whore he's ever created.