She had her share of curves, but she had an immediate and obvious agility. Like a long-time ballerina turned stripper. My gaze continued down, and loc...ed hungrily on every inch of her.She sauntered back over, and this time pulled my boxers off, allowing my proud member to spring free of it's cotton restraint. She looked at it for just a moment, then took it into her hands. Stroking and playing with me. My eyes rolled back in my head at her touch. Had I really once thought silk was soft? Silk. Her attachment to her brother was ... unhealthy. How could she experience more chained to his harem? Love could provide beautiful works of art, but it was hardly the only emotion that could create majesty. That could help uncover the world and touch the souls of those who witnessed her creations.As Kora shuddered on Nathalie’s licking mouth, the amulet swinging between her breasts caught my attention. That had to be dealt with first. It needed to be their priority. Not their petty vengeance on. But good sex is always hard to find and lately there had been a drought of men that tried and failed to satisfy me in the bedroom.Then I met Ken, my first black guy. I had always fantasized about having a black cock deep in my throat or fucking my ass and pussy till I could take no more. So when this guy told me he wanted a good time, a tight mouth, wet pussy and willing asshole to drop a load of cum in, I was definitely willing and able.Ken was a god amongst men. He stood 6ft6 tall with a body. The pain already had me making noises so I imagined it wouldn’t take a lot… The dildo plopped out unexpectedly. He seemed to like that – surprising me with what was going in and out of me and when. Like I had absolutely no control. It was quite some time before I felt something starting to push into my hole again.I turned and looked behind me. I immediately wished I hadn’t. He was pushing a huge dildo inside me. When I say “huge” — I mean huge! It was like a giants cut off penis and testicles..