Stepping out of my shorts and shoes, I was again naked.I wasn’t sure what was to happen to me, but by that time, I had learned to simply submit ...o what ever black people wanted to do to me.Two large black men took hold of me and lifted me into the air in front of the cross. While they held me, the bitches ran chains through each wrist shackle to the iron ring on the top of the cross.That done, the men slowly lowered me until I was hanging from my out stretched arms. The black bitches then. I was delighted that he was exactly how I had expected and a gentleman. We talked for a while and went into his house where he made me a cup of tea. Being married and not one to stray I felt nervous so he held me in his strong muscular arms. Then he went to kiss me and my response was to kiss him back passionately and gently, as If I had no control over what I was doing, tracing one anothers teeth with our tongues. I could feel my pussy soaking the gusset of my panties with arousal. He held my. I kissed it over from the only thing separating my lips and my idol.I then tugged the waist band of the jockey(it was the old VIP brief) my teeth and started sliding it down. Sanjayji was playing with my hair.. I then removed the only cloth piece, I felt the heat and the throbbing of my idol I held it my hand as if it was the most precious thing. I didnt have to be guided as I had surrendered.I kissed it on the tip, and then I lapped the sides from bottom to top. I was holding his huge balls in. She was wearing a red bra and I could see the sides of her massive boobs from my position on top of her. It looked as if they had been caged inside that bra and they definitely deserved to be set free for a while.I was now sporting a huge erection and I decided to open up my zipper to allow some breathing space. Once I did that I my oily hand in and pulled my 8 inch cock out of my jeans. What a relief!! Now as I moved my hands and body up and down my Aunt’s back by huge erection dangled above.