Within three months, the two Sweethearts were married and settled down in a little rental house about fourteen miles out of town.Several years went by...��the struggle continued. Depression gripped the land; and, they along with other poor white folks up from the South, scratched out a living at whatever job they could find.Though times were hard, —life was rich and full. I remember how their house was always filled with cousins, sisters, brothers and just people who loved to hang out at their. I looked so seductive in the new mask. However, the fact that more of my face was visible and the idea that the new videos were filmed at my house certainly scared me some."What do you think slut? Will everyone like these new videos," Jerome inquired."Yeah, they will love them I'm sure. It's scary though, I'm nearly recognizable, and my house," I started to say before he cut me off."Of course they will. Everyone loves a good black cock slut. You make the perfect kind too; you're married and a. However, you must now do as I say. Put on all the items in the bag and assume position #2.?I opened the bag and started pulling out various items that Wendy had placed in there to further put me in my sub role. I first attached a black leather collar around my neck that had metal chains that led to nipple clamps. The collar was quite wide and made it very difficult to move my neck in any direction once it was tightened around my neck. Then I took the little chains and attached the clamps to. I pulled up the bottom half of her habit, and slipped my fingers between hair legs. Her bush made become hairy, since it had been a since she last trimmed it. I could feel the warmth of her juices, happy to be free again. She kept mumbling about this not being right, but her body wanted the attention. She pushed my arm away, and laid me on my back. She slipped my hard cock out of her pants, and began to lick my shaft. The tip of her tongue moving just slow enough from the head down to my.