“Think we could get him to throw in with us?”
“All due respect T. You know who you’d have to ask that question to.”
“Tiffany here yet?” Lino asked.
“In the dressing room.”
“Send word that I need to see her.”
Since this was an all nude club, the girls had no issues walking around sans clothing in front of the staff prior to the doors opening.
Roughly two minutes later, a bare assed Tiffany, her only article of clothing being a set of flip flops that showed of her perfectly manicured dark red painted toes, sauntered into her employer/lover’s office and glad handed everyone in attendance.
“Tiffany, Tiffany…you are always one hot piece of ass!” Consigliere Gallo said as he stood and kissed her on the cheek and gently patted her ample ebony booty.
“And you Frankie, if Antonio Sabato Jr ever needed a stunt double, you’d fit that bill to a tee.” She said teasingly.
“Have a seat, Tiff. I need to ask you a few questions.” Tony told her.
“What’s up?” She asked as she joined the meeting in progress.
“What do you know about Jefferson?”
“Who?”
“The guy you made the beef about.”
“That’s his name?” She asked as if to say, “ooooh, so THAT’S his name”.
“Tiff.” Lino said with a bit of impatience.
“Well, I first ran into him at the store across the street from the townhouse. I was in a hurry and I was probably being a bit bitchy, and he didn’t respond to it very well.
May I ask what this is about?”
“Sure. I need you to pull back the claws and show him the gentler side of yourself.”
“What?” She asked with incredulity. “Baby you know how I feel about…”
“Jesus Tiff! I’m not asking you to fuck the guy. But I need you to bury the hatchet if possible.” Lino explained.
“Honey, we might need a skillful ally. And if what Summers and McCoy told us about him is true then he could be just what we are in need of.” Frank Gallo explained further.
“He’s definitely skillful. He cut through those cops in a matter of seconds. But wait, isn’t he in jail for assault on peace officers?” She asked.
“Naw. He was sprung with no charges filed.” Lino explained.
“He was? Well, that’s…great news right?” She said as a mountain of relief rushed in and replaced the crushing guilt that she had been wrestling with since the incident went down hours earlier. “But, do we know that he’s going to continue working at the mini mart where I’d be able to interact with him?”
“The fact that he works there in the first place tells me that he doesn’t exactly have a ton of promising job opportunities. My instincts tell me that he’ll be back there tonight.”
“I’ll do my best Tony.”
“That’s all I ask my love.”
“Anything else?” She asked.
“As a matter of fact…” Crazy Nicki said. “Tiff? Can you help me with this?” He unbuttoned his slacks and pulled out his whitish/purple throbbing cock.
Tiffany looked over to Tony Lino who motioned for her to do what Nicki had wanted.
She slowly and seductively sways her hips as she walks over to the seated man who said that he needed her “help”. She bends over and takes the tip of his cock into her mouth as she spreads her legs so that both her ass crack and wet ass pussy are fully on display for the rest of the room.
“What are the rest of you guys waiting on? Help Nicki tame this Ebony tart.”
“Thought you’d never ask.” Frank Gallo said as he dropped his pants to his ankles and slid behind Tiffany and buried his fairly large dick into her tight but dripping snatch.
The remaining two mobsters settled for hand jobs from the beautiful woman while Tony Lino sat back and enjoyed the show and “coached” from the sideline.
“Come on Frankie. Surely you can fuck her harder than that? She can take it. Isn’t that right Tiff?” Tony asked as his consigliere pounded her pussy.
“I can take it baby. The problem is, I don’t think old Frankie can.” She said as she raised up from sucking Nicki’s cock in order to respond.
“Don’t you cum yet Frankie. None of you cum yet. I want this to look like a porno where you all shoot your loads in her fucking face.”
“But baby…” She protested. “I just got my makeup done.”
“Get it redone.” Lino told her.
“Aw fuck boss!” Gallo announced. “It’s too late!”
And with that revelation, Frank Gallo releases his pent up love seed into the young Nubian goddess. He cums audibly. Not vocal, but rather the volume of his load is so substantial, it makes a loud squishing sound as it comes to a violent rest inside of Tiffany’s smoking twat.
“Fucking lightweight.” Lino joked as Frank carefully freed himself from Tiffany.
“That’s just the power of black pussy baby.” Tiff said to Lino with a sly wink. “You should know that. My “good good” will get a man every time.”
“How’s about we let this Italian Stallion test that theory?” Crazy Nicki said as he had now had enough of the cock smoking he was receiving and quickly made his way behind her.
The 5ft 7 cupid faced gangster studied Tiff’s ass as if it was a new I-roc that he was about to purchase.
“What is it about you black girls and these nice fat asses?” He asked as he smacked hers a few times for good measure as she whimpered lustfully with each blow.
“Come on Skip.” One of Nicki’s soldiers said to him. In particular, the one who now had his cock in Tiff’s mouth. “You gonna cause her to bite my dick off.”
“Wouldn’t that be a fucking improvement?” Nicki joked as he grabbed some baby oil from the desk and poured it liberally onto Tiff’s ass.
He rubbed both around her cheeks and into her butt crack. Tiff had an idea of what was coming. She had ironically prepared for it as a surprise call from “Chet” earlier indicated that he was back in town and wanted to see her after she had performed for the lunchtime crowd. So she had already did the enema ritual before coming to the club in anticipation of her newest “lover.”
“What are we doing over here Nicki?” Tony asked him. “You gonna fuck her ass or glaze it?”
“Boss, I gotta prepare the young lady don’t I?”
“I’m prepared daddy.” Tiff said to him. “Stick that thick Italian sausage up my pulsating black asshole.”
Both Tony and Nicki had received their “buttons” at the same induction ceremony and were both thrust into the old crew that Tony’s father used to run.
Their job back then was to make collections on the east side from black drug dealers, pimps, and bookies. This caused them to “interact” a lot with the variety of ebony hookers that lined the streets of the busiest Blvd in “da hood”.
Given the amount of diversity amongst the black race, one could easily find something on Bradley Blvd to meet his needs. The women ranged from the very short and voluptuous to the very tall and muscular. Light skin, dark skin, in between.
Nicki, unbeknownst to his goomba Tony, had even once dared to knowingly spend a night with a drop dead gorgeous extremely feminine and refined ebony she-male with a large round ass and big thick welcoming lips; as he came several times throughout the night in her eager and gaping “bussy.”
Such dalliances were against the mob’s code of conduct and was a death sentence for anyone caught crossing the line. After that experience, Crazy Nicki became obsessed with one thing; sticking his cock into a tight black booty.