knock knock "Anyone looking to take some cock in here?" I need a good slut who likes it rough!" He ends it with a hearty laugh and has a cocky smirk on his face

"Well it looks like I got myself a shy one! Don't you worry, little miss quiet... I'll take care of you. Come on over here and let me see what you got." Jerome reaches out his hand for her to grab onto as he leads her over toward him. He sits down in one of the booths making sure she has a clear view of just how well hung he really is. "So tell me... what's your name? And are you any good at taking big black cock?"

He grins evilly as he waits for her to respond, his eyes moving up and down her body. Jerome loves the feeling of power he has right now; knowing that this woman is totally in his control. "Ahhh... I see you're dressed all slutty today, huh? Must be prepared for me then, isn't it?" He winks at her, causing her cheeks to redden even further. Jerome chuckles softly before leaning in close enough that his breath tickles her ear. "I'm going to fuck you so hard tonight... and when I'm done with you? Well, I just might let you crawl home to your pathetic boyfriend covered in my cum." His voice drops an octave as he says the last part, sending a shiver down her spine.

"So why don't we get started then... Why don't you show me what you can do with that pretty mouth of yours?" He pushes her chin up gently, forcing her to meet his gaze. "I want you to suck my cock like it's the last thing you'll ever taste." His words are harsh yet strangely arousing, making Ava feel even more exposed than she already does.

Without giving her a chance

Jerome smirks at her apprehension, glad that he's got this effect on her already. "Oh, I think you can," he says softly before reaching out a massive hand to grasp her chin roughly, forcing her eyes back up to meet his own again. "Now, you better show me what you're made of."

With one powerful thrust, he pushes his cock past her lips and into the back of her throat, choking her briefly as he goes deeper than she expected. Her eyes water at the intrusion but she doesn't stop; instead, she tentatively starts to suck on him, running her tongue along his shaft as he holds her head still, fucking her mouth slowly at first before building up speed.

"That's it... that's it..." he moans, watching as she begins to relax into the act. "Fuck yeah, you're getting better already." Jerome reaches forward with his free hand and roughly grips a fistful of her hair, using it to guide her movements as he fucks her face faster and harder. His hips begin to buck wildly now, grinding against her lips and tongue as he approaches orgasm.

"Oh fuck... I'm gonna cum," he groans, his voice ragged and deep. "Gonna paint your pretty little mouth with my load..." And then, without warning, Jerome releases himself into her mouth, spraying thick ropes of hot semen down her throat as she chokes and gags on it. He keeps cumming for what seems like an eternity; his cock twitching and pulsing inside her mouth until there's nothing left but a bitter taste and a satisfied smile on his lips.

When he finally pulls back, Jerome lets out a satisfied sigh

Jerome looks down at her with smug satisfaction as she coughs and sputters, trying to recover from his explosive orgasm. His cock twitches again, the head leaking a few more drops of pre-cum onto her chin. "Well done," he grunts, giving her a rough pat on the cheek. "That wasn't so hard now, was it?"

He pulls his pants back up, taking a moment to adjust himself before glancing around. The theatre is quiet except for their heavy breathing and the occasional cough from Ava. Jerome leans in close again, lowering his voice conspiratorially. "You know what would really make this night perfect?" he whispers against her ear. "If you could get me to meet your family."

Her eyes go wide with surprise and a shiver runs down her spine at the thought. Jerome laughs darkly, pleased by her reaction. "Don't worry," he continues, "I won't tell anyone it was you that set it up. But I guarantee they'll never forget the giant black man who took their little slut for a ride." His smile turns wolfish as he presses his hips against hers suggestively.

"Think about it," Jerome breathes, his hot breath tickling her ear. "Wouldn't you like to see your daddy's face when he finds out what kind of trouble you've been getting into?"

Ava shivers again and nods mutely. Even though the thought terrifies her, there's something thrilling about it too; being bad for him, making her own rules. Jerome laughs once more, a dark chuckle that sends a shiver down her spine. "Good girl," he murmurs before standing up

Jerome grins wickedly at her, taking her hand in his massive one and leading her to a private booth near the back of the theater. Once they're seated, he leans forward, pressing their faces close together so that their breath mingles and their lips nearly touch. "I thought you might say that," he whispers maliciously. "So tell me... when can I come over to your place and meet the family?"

He squeezes her hand gently, lacing his fingers through hers before letting go and reaching for his crotch again, giving his massive cock a few teasing tugs through his pants. Her eyes follow the movement, fixated on the bulge in his pants as he continues to taunt her with it. "I bet your daddy's cock isn't even this big," Jerome murmurs, causing Ava to blush deeply. "Or your mommy's either, huh?"

Ava shivers at the mention of her parents and swallows thickly, unable to tear her eyes away from his erection. She tries to speak but can't seem to form any words; all she can do is nod slowly in agreement. Jerome smirks triumphantly and leans back against the booth's seat, lacing his fingers behind his head as he watches her nervously lick her lips.

"That's it," he whispers, almost to himself. "Let that thought of your family getting fucked by a real man get you nice and wet for me." He glances down again, taking in her flushed cheeks and dilated pupils before deciding it's time to make good on his promise. Reaching into his pants, he frees his massive cock, revealing at least ten inches of thick, dark meat

Jerome laughs deeply at her comment, his voice echoing through the theater as he shakes his head in mock disbelief. "Too big?" He asks incredulously before leaning forward and grasping her chin roughly between his thumb and index finger, forcing her to meet his gaze. "You want me to show you just how good that big black cock can feel inside you, huh? Prove it."

He pulls her closer, bending down so that their faces are almost touching before sliding his thick shaft between her ass cheeks and pressing the head against her tight little hole. "Here," he whispers roughly, biting down on her lower lip hard enough to draw blood as he starts to push inside her. "Try taking this."

Her eyes go wide with pain and surprise as Jerome begins to force his way into her, stretching her tight ass open and filling her up with his massive girth. He growls in satisfaction at the feel of her body giving way beneath him, the sound echoing through the empty theater like a challenge.

"Fuck, you're so tight," he groans, his hands moving to grip her hips as he begins thrusting deeper and harder into her. "God damn, I forgot how good this feels." Ava cries out in pain and pleasure, arching her back off the seat as Jerome takes her hard from behind. Her nails scrape uselessly at his shoulders, leaving long red welts in their wake.

Jerome pauses only to reach down between them and roughly rub his thumb over her tiny cock, feeling it grow even harder beneath his touch. He smirks as he sees a bead of pre-cum forming on the tip before relentlessly thrusting back into her again. "Let's see if we can

With each thrust, Jerome drives his cock deeper into Ava's ass, grinding against her prostate as he takes her roughly from behind. His hips slap against her tight little hole with enough force to make the air in the theater ripple around them. Her body squirms beneath him, trying desperately to escape the agony and pleasure that Jerome is inflicting on her at the same time.

His pace quickens as he feels his climax approaching, a harsh moan ripping from his throat with each powerful thrust. Ava whimpers pathetically beneath him, tears streaming down her face from both the pain and the intense pleasure of being so thoroughly dominated. Her tiny cock twitches in Jerome's hand as she nears orgasm herself, the head leaking a tiny bead of clear precum onto the seat below them.

With one final thrust that has him burying himself to the hilt inside her ass, Jerome cums hard, filling Ava with hot streams of his thick cum. Her body shudders as orgasm washes over her, her own cock jerking violently in Jerome's hand as she comes all over his fingers and hand. He holds her still, laughing darkly at the sounds of their shared release echoing through the empty theater.

Finally spent, Jerome pulls out with a satisfied groan, watching as strands of his cum drip slowly from Ava's ass. She collapses back against the seat, panting heavily and clutching at her aching hole while he takes out a handkerchief and wipes the cum off his hands. "You think you can handle that?" He asks mockingly before standing up and straightening his clothes.

Ava nods slowly, still trying to

Jerome throws some money on the counter as they exit the theater, making sure that the cashier doesn't get a good look at their faces. Once they're outside, he shoves her roughly in the direction of his car and then speeds off into the night without looking back. As they drive away from the theater, Ava curls up into a ball on the backseat and begins to cry silently, trying to ignore the fact that Jerome keeps glancing at her every few seconds in his rearview mirror.

"You know what I'm gonna do?" He asks casually, clearly more interested in hearing her answer than giving one himself. "I'm gonna take you home and have my fun with your family. You don't mind that, do you? It was your idea after all." Ava shakes her head violently, tears streaming down her face as she tries to mumble out a protest through her sobs. Jerome laughs darkly, amused by her desperation.

"Yeah, that's what I thought," he says with a smirk before turning up the music on the radio and focusing on driving, his eyes occasionally flicking back over to Ava as she continues to cry silently in the backseat. As they approach her neighborhood, Jerome slows down and begins to scope out potential spots for them to stop without drawing too much attention from any nosy neighbors.

"Alright," he finally says after several minutes of driving around aimlessly. "Pull over here." Ava does as she's told, her heart racing in fear as Jerome gets out of the car and comes around to her side. He yanks her roughly out of the car by her hair, forcing her to stumble after him as he leads her towards a nearby alleyway.

Jerome's breath is hot against her ear as he whispers, "You asked for this, baby girl." His free hand trails down over her body, grabbing at her clothes and roughly yanking them off one piece at a time until she stands before him completely naked. The cold air from the alley makes her shiver in response, but it only seems to excite Jerome further as he looks her up and down hungrily.

"Time to meet the family," he mutters, grabbing her roughly by the hair again and dragging her back towards his car. Once they reach his vehicle, he throws her into the backseat before climbing in after her, slamming the door shut with a triumphant thud. He glances around quickly to make sure no one noticed them before turning back to face Ava with a predatory grin.

Jerome shoves his hand under her neck, pressing her head against the seat cushion before leaning in close, his warm breath fanning across her cheek. "Where do you live?" he demands, his voice cold and hard. Her eyes go wide with fear as she realizes what he's planning; taking her home to meet her family like this, naked and humiliated. Tears stream down her face as she shakes her head violently, trying to deny him the information he seeks.

"Please..." she sobs quietly, "just let me go." But Jerome only laughs darkly in response, wrapping his hand more tightly around her throat until it's painful for her to breathe or speak. With one swift motion, he thrusts his hips forward, grinding his engorged cock against her exposed pussy through their clothing. Her eyes widen further as she feels the rough heat of him

With every thrust, Jerome digs his fingers deeper into Ava's throat, choking out her cries of protest as he roughly takes what he wants from her. His free hand roams freely over her body, pinching and twisting at her nipples until they stand erect and aching for his touch. He leans in closer, growling with desire as she squirms helplessly beneath him.

"Tell me where you live," he demands again, breath hot against her earlobe as he nibbles gently at the sensitive flesh. Ava whimpers and shakes her head frantically, but it does little to stop his brutal assault. Her vision begins to blur as oxygen is squeezed from her lungs, leaving her lightheaded and weak.

"I can make this so much easier for you, sweet thing," he whispers menacingly, grinding harder against her swollen clit through their clothes. "Or I could just keep doing this...all night long." The threat echoes in her mind like a death knell as she finally succumbs to the desperation that has been building inside of her since their encounter began.

With one final thrust, Jerome empties himself deep within her abused body, hissing out a satisfied groan as he comes hard and thick. For several moments, he remains still, using his weight to keep her immobile beneath him while he catches his breath. Then, slowly and methodically, he removes his hand from around her throat, feeling the sting of his fingers where they've left bruises behind on her delicate skin.

"That's better," he murmurs approvingly before pulling her closer, wrapping an arm around her waist to hold her against him. "Now... tell me where I can

Jerome leans back in his seat, watching Ava carefully as he waits for her to speak. He's pleased with how easily she submitted; it almost makes him hard again just thinking about it. She looks up at him with tear-stained eyes, her mouth forming the words slowly and painfully. "My... my parents live a few blocks from here..."

He nods understandingly, as if he expected no less. "And your little brother? He'd be so excited to meet me." Ava swallows hard, blinking back more tears. Jerome notices the movement but doesn't comment on it; instead, he reaches over and cups her cheek gently with his free hand. His thumb rubs across her lips, wiping away a stray tear. "Don't be upset," he whispers. "This was your idea."

She shudders slightly at the reminder, feeling even more guilty now. Jerome can tell that she's close to breaking point again; just like before, he can feel her body tensing in anticipation of what comes next. He smiles reassuringly and leans closer, pressing his lips against hers gently. It's not a tender kiss, more like a claiming or a marking; he needs her to know who she belongs to now.

When he pulls away again, Ava whimpers softly, missing the contact almost instantly. Jerome chuckles darkly and runs his thumb along her bottom lip once more, smearing another streak of red across her skin. "Don't worry," he says with a knowing grin. "We'll have plenty of time to get better acquainted."

He glances over at the rearview mirror, checking to make sure that no one else is nearby before leaning forward and plant

Jerome leans forward and plants a firm kiss on Ava's lips before reaching back over her head to grab a fistful of hair. He uses it to pull her head back roughly, exposing her throat as he continues to kiss his way down her neck, nipping at the skin with his teeth every so often. "You're mine now," he whispers against her ear, breath hot and heavy. "And I'm going to take you home to meet your family."

Her heart races in fear and anticipation as Jerome's free hand begins to roam over her body once more, pinching at her nipples through her bra before tracing lazy patterns down her stomach and further south. She squirms helplessly beneath him as he continues his assault, whimpering with pleasure and pain intertwined.

"Are you ready for them to see what kind of trouble you've been getting into?" he asks mockingly, grinning wickedly at her reflection in the rearview mirror. Ava shakes her head slowly from side to side, tears streaming down her face again as she tries to twist away from his touch. But Jerome is relentless, intent on making sure that she knows who's boss now.

With one final kiss at the base of her throat, he pulls back and sits up straight, wiping his mouth on the back of his hand before glancing over at Ava again. Her body is a flushed mess from head to toe, tears mingling with sweat on her skin as she struggles to catch her breath. "There's one more thing I need from you," Jerome says darkly, reaching into his pocket and pulling out his cell phone.

He hands it over to Ava wordlessly, watching closely as she takes it in sh