... I ahhhh noo please ''my lil cardboard door rip off down no time to stop him from jumping in my place ''oh fuck your even cutier than on the picts'...''open up , stay down , like that see, its better if i can help you suck''fucking my mouth , my head controlled by his handsa big fat black guy smilling down at me , helping his cock in my sissy mouth ''you said you trained with a toy, i want to see it, it must be big and black ''i didnt want to but i got thrown down ass slap until i move to my. He sensed my ease and actually began stroking my long hair real gently and sweet, i turned to look at him, he asked ‘is this OK?’ i hesitated for a minute then said ‘yes, it feels nice’ i smiled and shifted my position a little so that the curve of my cute ass was exposed, rubbed my face on his thighs as if they were a pillow. we stayed like that for a couple of minutes then i felt it! he was hard, his bulge poking the back of my head a little, mmmm. i debated what to do, but since the plane. My face wasn’t clearly visible. I breathed a sigh of relief.“I’ll tell you what. You can take a few pictures, but you have to let me see them. Any I don’t approve of, I’ll delete. Okay?”“Sure!” she said softly. “I won’t do anything to upset you before I get in bed with you guys. I promise!”The busty voyeur seemed so earnest. Besides, I could easily overpower the tiny thing and take the camera. I smiled.“Just try not to get a pictures of my face.”“I have an idea.” She put her camera down and. She reached down, her last memorybeing the rubber tits and cupped them in her hands. She gasped as shefelt the rings in her nipples and pulled on one of them. The feelingalmost made her fall as a rush of sexual excitement ran through her body.She reached down certain she felt her cock swell and relaxed as she feltthe hard shaft, still encased in the wonderful panties that had startedit all and began to feel better as Mistress smiled and led her tobreakfast. Joan sat and realized her ass felt.