He realised he was being watched and slipped a note under the stall. ( I had seen these little bits of toilet paper on the floor before but not really...given them any thought). I opened it and it was asking me to suck him. I didn’t know what to do. I just whispered ok through the hole. His cock came through. it was the first man's cock i had seen. I remember it as being quite big ( but i was young and only seen cocks of my friends). I touched it, I distinctly remember it twitching. I kept. “What do you call me.” Eddie demanded as he slapped her ass cheek once again. “Please black Daddy let me suck your hard cock.” She said while panting.“Yeah sure can Marie Hill after this.” Eddie mocked before grabbing his cock & lining it up with her soaking pussy & slamming it in.“OH FUCK YEAH BABY, POUND MY PUSSY BLACK DADDY.” She shouted in joy.Eddie gripped her hips as he pumped his raging hard cock in & out of her tight pussy, the sounds of her soaked pussy & her butt cheeks being slammed. That is a miracle. Therefore, I should be grateful and, maybe, a ‘thank you’ note to Santa was due. ‘But wait,’ I thought, ‘Todd called me a whore.’ And now I was bothered. It all seemed very manic, and therefore not real. I could have created it all hypnotically with my mind, and my body could have complied to fulfill my mental fantasy of having a passionate love affair with my husband. But, what will happen when reality returns? Or has it? Yes, it did seem self-hypnotic when I experimented. Mai apni haat apni seat ke corner tak rakh kar sone ki koshi karne laga phir thor mera haan sone laga, hila nai par raha tha jab, maine apna haath hilaya to mera haath uske Komal se tsirt me touch hua boobs par aur mujhe jada ehsaas ni hua kyo ki mera haath soya hua tha, maine ek do baar aur hilaya, phir mujhe ehsssa hua to maine dhyaad diya, phir mai thor dar gaya, kaap gaya uske maa baab bhi kaar me hai aur mere se kya ho gaya, ek azeeb se ehsaas me tha, daar, nervers aur gram ho gaya.Phir.