-Looks Whitey over, seeing that the flush isn't as pronounced and that his squirming has died down. He smirks, rock hard at the moment as it was, standing up and walking over to Whitey-<br/><br/>Well I think you're calm enough now<br/><br/>-Slips the vibrator out of Whitey's ass, slipping a finger into place instead, and then quickly adding a second one, proceeding to stretch him. He smirked as he undoes his pants, pulling his now hard cock out, using his free hand to lube himself up-<br/><br/>-Grins, leaning forward to nip at Whitey's neck- And now, we both get to get off<br/><br/>-He adjusts himself, pulling his fingers out and pressing the head of his cock against Whitey's ass. It slips in past the tight ring of muscles, a faint grunt coming from his throat. He pushes in further, taking his time to push each of the thick 7 inches he has in. His hands slide up gripping onto Whitey's held wrists as he finally fully embeds himself inside of Whitey. He grins wickedly, holding it there and gyrating his hips a bit inside of him and then pulling back and thrusting back into him, a slow rhythm that starts to pick up pace-