I silently nodded. Out of nowhere, he grabbed my neck and threw me against the hard tile then slapped me hard. I didn’t scream or resist. Instead, I...slowly rolled against the floor. ‘You missed that, Xiara?!’ he yelled angrily. ‘You miss the torture your fucking master put you through?!’ I remained silent, the sting and pain still ringing through my head. He stood again, groaning with frustration. ‘You’re so pathetic! You don’t even deserve another man!’ I sat back up, the comment pushing a. I developed no close or frequent friends. The one buddy I did take up with was Stepper.I spent about a year kicking around with him. He was a black boy my own age. We didn't see each other regularly because he lived on the other side of the downtown area, near my Aunt Frances' home.I met Stepper on one of my expeditions into the downtown business district. Having been packed off to my godmother's place for a weekend, I had spent the morning sitting around their restaurant near busy Union. I want our connection to deepen. I want to feel all I can with you today, and much, much more in the future.”What could I say?I grasped her right hand with both of mine, beginning to touch her. I felt our energies blend in that moment. Her hand was soft. There was also a clear strength pulsating into me. I softly rubbed her palm with one hand, feeling its warmth. My other hand felt the rings on her fingers, some additional smoothness, with a little coolness, contrasting with the. Jake, knowing that Frank was close, decided it was high time he gobbled a hot sweet load, not waiting to see how Frank would respond, he gulped Frank to the back of his throat and rubbed him with more intensity, encouraging him to let his load explode. His wish was granted in several blasts of cum that he swirled around his mouth, tasting the sweet nectar, before swallowing it all.Not giving Frank a chance to react or perform the same service, Jake sprang up, his cock making a popping sound as.