“The sissy understands and will work harder than ever to not disappoint her White Superiors.”“Then there is hope for the faggot after all.” I...structor Mike’s Dominant White Hand was suddenly felt against my ass. “But a reminder to always obey is necessary.” *SLAP* came the Powerful Hand against my quivering globes. I yelped but maintained my composure as more Corrective Slaps were administered, painting painful tears across my ever-smiling face. Soon they were replaced by more gentle. I lost it after two minutes of this useless sucking. No amount of handling or sucking helped. What was I thinking? Here is a lady 10 years older than myself, not beautiful, not particularly sexy, with ugly hair and a plain face and a smelly vagina, while just 300 km away awaited me Hungary's most beautiful chick, one who could easily star in any erotic feature, win a beauty pageant, and get anybody she desired. Why was I wasting time with Anne-Marie? I couldn’t explain this weird infatuation. “I don't really know what I want to be right now other than kissing Matt.” “Well,” Eva said, ominously scooting her small frame closer to Claire, “that's what I'm here to help you with!” Eva reached out to cup the side of her friend's shoulder, but Claire interrupted with a hand. “This is so weird Eva. I'm not a lesbian.” “So what? We're just friends, and I'm just giving you some friendly advice.” In one eager movement, Eva slipped up her bed and positioned herself beside Claire. She flopped. I mayhave taken your pussy, but you'll give it up to me now anytime, won't you,whiteboy?" "Ahh, fuck, yes Jay. Anytime you want it." I probably would havesaid anything. I felt his hand suddenly close around my cock and reactedlike I was struck by lightning. I could feel my hole clamping down ontohis invading dick as he squeezed my cock harder and harder. He didn'tstroke me, but just that contact with his hand was heaven. I was nowmoving backwards to meet each of his thrusts. .