How We Are Losing

I used to fantasize that an old man in a limousine would pick me up, when I was walking along a road, make me get in the back with him.
An older black man with a big cock.
He would unzip his pants and make me take his cock out.
He would smile at me but then his face would get really serious, and he would nod towards his cock, and I knew that I better start sucking it.
I would reach for it and lean my head over so I could put it in my mouth
When the hot head touched my lips, I would feel his hand on the back of my head. "suck it white boy"
I would open my mouth and stretch my lips over the thick uncircumcised head.
"That's it, boy, you know you've been dreaming about sucking daddy's cock" He thrusts his hand into my pants and covers my dick and balls with the palm of his big, strong, rough hand, and squeezes. "See there, boy, your little dick is hard!" He makes me take more and I really only have a little more than the head in my mouth. I start choking on his cock. I can feel him getting harder and thicker in my mouth. He is continuing to squeeze my dick and balls, pressing the palm of his hand hard against them. it arouses me and I try to open my mouth further for him. I want to make him feel good. I hear him moan.
"Play with daddy's balls, boy" I find them with my right hand and feel the heat of his balls as my soft hand squeezes his big thick balls. He teases my anus with a big thick rough finger.
"That's it white boy!" I feel his strong hand on the back of my head and he starts thrusting his cock into my mouth. He squeezes my balls and pushes his thick finger into my ass. The pain shoots through me and I want to get away but he has me in his grip. I always came HARD at this point in the fantasy, imagining him filling my mouth with cum and me squirting my couple of droplets of juice into his palm. He calls me his little bitch as he makes me clean his cock off, then he tells the driver to stop and tells me "See you next time" as I get out of the car.