I could not bring myself to hurt her, not enough, not by a mile, as much as she needed to be hurt. That’s why we remained best friends. Unti... I could not take it anymore. You see, Sara was a really smart and savvy girl, even then. ?Will you help me?? she said. What she wanted, back then, was for me to vet her prospective Doms. ?I need to be totally vulnerable,? she told me, ?and that is dangerous.? ?You don’t say,? I replied. ?I need you to help me, to keep me. I told him it was, and I sensed his mind was turning. Nicole and Frank went for a stroll around the neighborhood with the dogs, leaving me to feed the k**s and make some lunch for us. While they were out, I charged up the video camera and put in a blank tape. I wasn’t sure when or where the next encounter would occur, but I wanted to be ready.After slapping together some sandwiches and chips for the adults and feeding the youngsters, I put the c***dren in their room to watch some cartoons and. There was no Constitution anymore. My language wasn't the official language. I felt vulnerable for a moment. But two more steps and the feeling started to fade replaced by excitement. I was in a foreign country and just a few minutes away from the famous fleshpots of TJ. La Zona Rosa. The pink zone. Oh yes, TJ, renown for the donkey shows and other decadent displays. Clubs where the women were available for your pleasure. And right next door were hotels with rooms available by the half-hour or. “Damn baby, that tight pussy is about to make me cum,” John said, driving his huge throbbing dick harder and deeper into my soaking pussy. “You want to cum baby?” I asked, looking up at him as he buried his cock deep with every thrust. “Yeah, baby, I want to bust my load in this tight pussy.” “Yeah, baby, cum inside my pussy. I want to feel you explode inside me.” I thrust my hips upward as he slammed his big black dick deep into my pussy. “I really don’t want him to cum inside you, honey,” my.