I'm tempted to use my laptop as a makeshift security camera, but I don't want my only connection to the outside world damaged. I also never seem to ru... out of hot water, no matter what I do. I haven't run it for longer than an hour, so it could be finite, but somehow I doubt it.It's honestly a very nice place. It has a very spacious living room with a TV, a kitchen with everything I could try and cook with, a dining room with six chairs and a long table. What could possibly be my problem with. For me it felt like his cock head was in my stomach and his every thrust took my breath away. So there we lay. A lily white, white man laying on his back, legs up in the air, with a coal black, black man laying on top of him, thrusting a huge black cock in and out of my most private place. I absolutely loved it. As painful as it was I wanted it to be over and at the same time I didn't want it to end. Carl continued to give me my first fucking and I could not believe how much I loved it, even. While the candles warmed up. He licked my armpits and neck area. He was constantly stroking his dick with his hands but was somehow controlling his cum to be released. I thought if I could make him cum early then he might rest for a few hours before attacking me again. So I made a plan for it.As he was checking his candles progress, I acted as if how sacred I was from it. I closed my eyes and started pleading for mercy from him. I exactly knew that his main intention was to harass me and see. Sure enough there was a low drone, which sounded like it was coming from the speakers of the car. ‘It can’t be anything serious,’ she assured me. ‘You’ve just had the time sorted, haven’t you?’ ‘The TIMING!’ I laughed again, deciding that I’d investigate further when I’d dropped her back at her car. In typical female style, I turned the radio back up so that I couldn’t hear the strange noise and took my cousin back to her destination. As we pulled to a stop, she leaned over and gave me a.