“Yeah hun, trying to meet up with the White Bull, he out that way?”, Trixie said with a twang, playing her role.
The obese white bastard had turned and was rubbing his tiny bulge, “Yeah he’s over there but I could take care of your pussy right now cutie,” the delusional white dog bragged. Trixie had to turn her head to hide her gag reaction thinking of searching through that fat white fucks overgrown pubic hair looking for his tiny white penis.
The young agent regained her composure and turned back smiling. “No thanks stud I…maybe later,” the skinny white trollop lied, “I came out this way for the White Bull to knock me up but you can have me after. Should I just keep walking this way sexy?”, she hoping the stupid honkey didnt see her true intentions.
The white boys tiny dingus pricked up to full attention no bigger than 3 wimpy inches based on the miniscule tent in his shorts, “Hells yeah sexy!”, the clueless white boy replied, “Tommy’s down that way you tell em Brian sent you and you’’l get right in. You gonna let me fuck you? Honest?”, the white boy said with less confidence than before.
Trixie nodded fast to hide her laughter, “Yeah sexy, once Tommy busts up my tight pussy I will come find you honey,” she loved playing with these filthy white boys emotions, setting them up for the big payback the BNWO officers had planned.
“Ok cutie see you later,” the fat white fuck said as he pulled on his pathetic member while he walked away. Trixie kept moving even faster, hoping to get to that damn hotel and get this horrible experience over with as soon as possible.
As Trixie reached the dilapidated hotel she began counting, one two…three…5 white boys hanging around outside. Her little stomach wretched, not since high school had the little white woman been around this many white losers. One by one the baby dicked poseurs attempted to talk to the determined agent but she knew her role and ignored them as she searched for Thomas Brahma AKA the “White Bull”.
Coming around a corner near the rusty soda machines the agent stopped in her tracks when she saw him, all lanky goofy 6’2” of him, the legendary “White Bull”, leaned up against a post talking to a seemingly disinterested latina girl. Trixie looked closer and saw the girl’s spade earrings and knew this white wimp didnt have a chance. A woman of action Trixie Daniels walked briskly up to the goofy white boy and got between him and his intended victim. The lanky white nerd stumbled his lack of coordination on full display. God hes probably an awkward fuck she thought her pussy as dry as a desert at the thought of his “technique”.
“Hey daddy”, the deep cover agent purred thinking of anything other than the white boy’s tiny 6 incher, “I hear you got a big one for all the horny sluts”, she continued looking up at the cracker’s ugly asymmetrical pock-marked face and holding in her extreme disgust, her tiny nostrils filling with the smell of white boy.
The cocky young white boy leaned back sticking his skinny waist and equally unimpressive member out for display, “yeah girl you know I got a big one,” he bragged as Trixie tried not to laugh, “6.5 big inches girl, thats why they call me the White Bull ya know”.
“Wait 6.5 inches?”, the cute latina girl giggled as she turned to leave, “you can have that little white pecker slut, my daddy Jamal wants me back home anayways”, she yelled over her shoulder as she walked away from Thomas.
“Yeah well tell that black bastard us white boys gettin pussy now, we repping bitch”, the moronic white boy yelled at the wise latina. You go girl!, Trixie thought as she pictured the girls firm brown ass riding up and down on on her daddy Jamal’s big black rod his full black nuts smacking her taught beige booty. Trixie’s pussy tingled as she ran after the black owned latina slut, grabbing her hand,
“Dont touch me hoe”, the sexy latina woman pulled her hand away from the strange white girl, “if you wanna fuck that white boy dont drag me into it”, the woman snarled as Trixie tried to calm the fiery girl.
“No sorry, its not like that…look”, Trixie explained in a voice Thomas couldnt hear, “go home and get your black daddy and bring him back here in about an hour. The BNWO PD bout to clean this shithole out”, Trixie concluded as she squeezed the brown woman’s hand.
The sexy latina woman looked at the blonde girl quizically, “You for real white girl?”, the black owned slut asked the thin honkey. Trixie responded by kissing the girl on her juicy lips.
“That answer your question?”, the blonde teased as she pulled back, “go home a suck off your bull, when you come back I want to taste Jamal’s jiz on that hot tongue”, the agent concluded.
The latina girl pointed at Thomas, “You guys deal with that shrimp dicked peckerwood and I’ll let you have more than a taste honey”, the brown girl said as she walked away, her spandex shorts riding up her jiggly thick ass. Trixie gulped knowing that the hardest part was ahead of her as she smiled and turned back to the goofy white boy. “Hey stud you ready to fuck?”, the wiley agent asked, “I been needing that big white dick daddy,” she lied, holding back the bile in her throat.
The “White Bull” leered at the thin blonde then smiled, his teeth were yellow from cigarettes, “Yeah hoe you think you ready for this big dick?”, he said with an undeserved cockiness only a clueless white boy could muster. Trixie’s fertile white pussy was dry as sand as she continued to lure this doomed white loser to his fate. The petite girl grabbed the cracker’s crotch and searched until she found his little baby dick. SHIT! This may not even be 6 inches she thought as she faked a smile and noted it was also, unsurprisingly, not very thick.
“Take me to bed daddy, show me what a big white dick can do to the little blonde pussy”, the devious white girl begged, “I want you to give me a white baby, please”, the agent’s eyes started welling up which got the “Bull” moving.
“OK slut imma show you what I got lets go to my room”, said Thomas pulling on his inferior pink dick perhaps hoping it would grow before his baggy pants dropped.
Trixie followed behind him and tried to keep the “bull” in the dark, “target en route,” Trixie whispered into the hidden mic in her crop top, ‘give us at least 20 minutes agent”, came the reply from Stryker. Trixie knew what she had to do, she had to keep this pig boy distracted while her fellow agents saved all these white boy’s innocent victims. Her stomach was in knots.
The “White Bull” closed the door behind them and immediately began running his clumsy white hands over Trixie’s tight young body. The agent grabbed his hands and said “Slow down there sexy, let me freshen up for you first”, trying to buy time to avoid white boy sex, the worst thing a BBC slut could think of. The snaggle toothed white mark pulled back and slapped her tight ass, “Whatever hoe, hurry up tho I gotta get to my other bitches”, the clown said pulling off his shirt to show off his ridiculous farmer’s tan and wimpy concave chest. Trixie pecked him on the cheek and ran to the restroom.