From that day on, Scott Clair lived for the weekends. Eporner In phase two of his awakening, he had a grand epiphany whereby he decided he was sensitive to the Black race. His fantasy come true. Scott’s legs were cramped, pushed uncomfortably back and his insides felt like they were being dragged out with each extraction of that black stick that fucked him. The pain was excruciating but it was comforting in a way. The drama was arousing to Scott and he fisted his tiny cock in anticipation of a response. He needed to put this Black guy in his place and teach him a lesson. Blow after torturous blow rained down on his pale, flat ass, thighs, and even back. He was aroused by the humiliation but he just couldn’t let go of that nasty “white male thing” that caused him to look at Black men with nothing but contempt and disgust.
