I figured I could have some fun after or during the shower. The water was hot and relaxing as it cascaded over my body and bouncing water droplets off...my cock. I thought I had heard a noise and thought nothing about it. As I was washing my hair, there was a loud "thud". It caught me of guard and I yelled "hello", there was no answer. Was I hearing things because I was nervous at a new place.I had just stepped out of the shower,opened the door and there was some rather young guys in my place. I. Just then my husband walked through the kitchen door.I greeted Victor, telling him dinner was almost ready. So he went upstairs for changing his clothes. Jerome was asking if I still was sore…Following the text, I found a picture of that huge black monster cock…I turned off the phone, not giving him an answer. During dinner, Victor asked me if I was fine. I said that I was just a little tired.He smiled and told me to go up to bed and that he would do the dishes.I kissed him, thinking I loved. Her words were crystal clear, “You will not argue or complain…you will submit yourself to me; you will serve me in an unconditional way.” Again, this woman must have raised her arm high into the air…because, the next few swats were terribly painful. Again, there was a pause and I heard her say, “Do you understand me?”Sobbing, I heard myself say, “Yes Maam.”Moments later, the woman got up from the side of the bed. I noticed that she had placed the hairbrush on the night table…close proximity,. After a few moments of studying it very closely, she felt the urge to kiss the thing that had given her so much pleasure last night. She kissed the head and she felt it stir slightly. Fascinated, she kissed it again, this time a little longer and a little wetter. She watched as his prick continually hardened and grew longer. Thrilled that she had this kind of affect on him, she took the growing head in her mouth and sucked. She could taste her own juice from last night and she discovered.