I looked back down at the intimidating manhood in my hands and told him, "I can't." You can't or you don't want to?" He asked. While still stroking hi... cock, I said "I can't, it’s not right. I…I have never sucked a cock before." Now there was fear in my voice. Tyrone put a hand on my shoulder and pushed me down. I was now on my knees, his incredible black cock was closer to my face than it ever had been, mere inches away. He then placed his hand on the back of my head and with the other hand,. With a sigh, for he couldn't contain himself at the sight of that sweet nectar flowing, he knew just what he need to do, he leaned his head down and gave a rasping slurp across the fat plum and began to lick and lap up and down the throbbing shaft.The black man grunted his approval as the sissy boi expertly fellated him and once again felt the flood building up and rising deep from within his loins. He tried to hold back but then it was, "Oh shit, oh yeah keep sucking Faggot ... yeah, jus' like. Her fantasies would often make her cream her panties so they were stained with her pussy cream. She also had a clean shaven pussy so she could feel the wet sticky cream soaking her panties as they passed between her legs. One of her favourite fantasies was to allow a man to ravage her by letting his hand wander up her skirt and feel her panties as the passed between her legs. That fantasy always made Ellen cream her panties until they were wet with her pussy cream, although she couldn't ever. " she stammered."Haven't you ever seen a woman and thought, 'My goodness, she's beautiful'?" I, well, yes..." Christina admitted."Of course you have. You enjoy looking at beautiful women. Loving other women is just an extension of loving yourself. You do love yourself, don't you Christine?" I, well, yes..." You love your body, love to touch your body, love to caress your breasts, your thighs, your ass, your pussy. It feels so good to touch yourself, doesn't it?" he asked.She imagined herself.