It brought shivers of passion to Beth who responded with a tongue kiss for Steve as she pressed her hand on his breast filled one.“What did you like...about last night?” she purred.“I liked the fact that you didn’t pressure me into penetrating you,” as Steve took a drink of his manhattan.“What else did you like?”“I thought your breasts were really special. I love everything about them.”“I’m so happy that you do. I thought they might be too big or they sagged too much,” Beth explained.“I love the. “I am hereto serve black men” came my answer and another strikeacross the head. “you are here to serve superior blackmen. Black men are superior to weak sissy’s like you”.“Yes, sir” I said and looked down.At this point I was confused, what was going tohappen? Did they want me to suck their cocks and taketurns on me? Did they want me to offer my ass to anyblack man that wanted it? I looked around the sparselydecorated room. The walls and ceiling were paintedblack and the floor was that cheap. After a little while I got into it, and he reached under my arm and started stroking me in return.I noticed he’d started leaking a bit of precum, which is when he asked for a blowjob. I was so turned on at this point I couldn’t say no, no matter how nervous I was. I lowered my mouth to his dick and tried to suck him as well as I could. I was nervous but aroused at the thought of it. I licked up and down his shaft, kissing and licking his balls, running my tongue around the head, and taking it. Since she had come home every night, and she looked fine when I left the room for my run that morning, I had to assume she was doing well in her new home.I was a little concerned when I went to bed but I fully expected her to be in the second bed come morning. When I awoke and she wasn't in the bed, I was concerned but still not in a panic. I expected her to call me and say she met a man or something.I ran knowing 7AM might be a bit too early to expect a call from her. When I finished the run.