“What the hell do you think you are doing? Disturbing me at such an hour!” she demanded haughtily of the smiling Khalid. His big, black dinner-plate hand clamped over her face and with one brutal shove the woman was propelled swiftly backward to sprawl on her bunk screaming obscenities at him. Khalid felt his cock jolt in reaction and his anus grip in delight as he stepped into the small cabin, kicked the door shut and locked. She was on her back on the bunk; her dressing gown rucked up around her waist with her naked thighs and pink panties on full show. He ogled the display as he ripped his shirt open, pushing out his great black chest proudly. “Nice legs,” he taunted her, shouting the remark above her screams for help. He laughed mockingly as she gathered the halves of her dressing gown and clutched them protectively together over her thighs to deny him sight of her body. Khalid unbuckled his belt as she cringed back against the wall, drawing her knees up protectively to her chest. “You don’t like black men do you?” he snarled. She stumbled in her speech in her terrified haste to reassure him, all her nervousness and dread pouring out in heated emotion and a flood of tears. “Please,” she whimpered pathetically. “Don’t hurt me. Please don’t hurt me.” He laughed loudly, his booming voice echoing in the confines of the small cabin. Khalid slipped his belt from the loops on his trousers and let the garment drop about his ankles. “You need cock bitch,” he chuckled wickedly. “So how about this?” He pulled the front of his shorts down to allow his hard and throbbing cock to spring out and stand up in rigid erection, her expression of total shock and disbelief making it jerk in reaction. “Oh good God!” she blurted, her hands clamped over her mouth and she stared with wide and terror filled eyes at his monster black cock. The woman cringed back into the corner of the wall behind the bunk, whimpering her fear and trembling as she eyed the huge twitching black rod of flesh.

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