Accidental conversion to big black cocks

“I’m assuming he’s white?” The man said, his voice getting quieter as a few people entered the shop.

“Why does that matter?” I said, lowering my voice to match his. I had scanned the last of his things now and was placing them in bags. He had started fiddling with his wallet, his eyes not moving from my tits though.

“Tell me when you get off work and I’ll make sure you never date a white man again,” he raised his head to look into my eyes with that cheeky grin on his face. His voice was smooth and seductive. He had done this before.

“I…I can’t,” I muttered quietly, “I’m sorry. Just pay and leave. Please.” The man finished punching his number into the card machine. That cheeky grin that was making me wetter by the second didn’t even flicker.

“If that’s what you want,” he made sure his hand touched mine as he took his receipt, sending sparks through me. “I come here often though. Let me know if-” He stopped and leaned in a little closer “-WHEN, you change your mind,” and with that, he took his bags and left. I watched his ass wriggle sexily as he left.