”After kissing me again she said, “You are such a dear man and an amazing lover. Wayne has never done that to me before.”“Well, I loved it and...after that wonderful blowjob you gave me, it was the least I could do.”We held each other for a long time, each in our own thoughts. Then she ran her hand down to my cock and stroked it back to full hardness.“I think you should make love to me now. I need to feel you inside me,” she whispered in my ear, then rolled beside me and looked at me with those. I’m a 37 year old brown skinned Black man living in the Midwest. I teach auto mechanics at a vo-tech school and I own a slave. Yeah, that’s right – a slave. It’s not as strange as you might think. It’s a mutually beneficial relationship. My slave loves it and so do I. His government is Lucas Dowling although I refer to him as only ‘bitch’, ‘slut’, ‘fag’, or ‘boi’. He’s 34 and completely submissive.I stood at the top of the stairs on the top level with my shorts around my ankles. My lily white. Here they will die with honour doing what theyswore they would do. A young man cries as thecraft approaches, some look at him with scornothers pray making their peace before the end, notknowing that what they seek peace with, is thatwhich they make war on.*****The Creature again pauses, high over The Mountaincontemplating that which it finds. Fear is thedriving force of the hate, fear of everything that isdifferent. They are still but children, maybe theycan be saved, but time is short. It had. Ek din me chat pe ghum raha tha. Tab achanak meri nazar UTTAM pe padi who mere ghar ke bath room ke sky light se bathroom ke ander jhank raha hai aur haath anpa 5 inch ka lund leke hila raha tha.Pehele mujhe ajib laga phir socha ki mummy toh naha rahi thi. Toh turant mere maan me fantacy paida hone laga. Mummy ki choot ko UTTAM kutte ke jaise chat raha hai. Mummy ki mooh se siskiya nikalti rehe ti hai. UTTAM Munh ko hata ke chut ked war pe apna lund dal deta hai jese hi uska lund mummy ke choot.