?Listen, cunt,? your goin’ to cooperate or your boy friend gets it, first the knees, then the balls.?Carrie lay, inert on the table. ?Carrie,? said...Sam, you can wake up now. Put some expression into it. Your boy friend is about to be castrated, if you don’t play along with these guys.? Carrie opened her eyes.?You cooperate, or your boy friend gets a bullet in the balls. Now suck my cock.??No, you can’t make me do that!? said Carrie, quite convincingly, since she meant it.?Yes, I can.? He. One with her husband’s approval and one without.” “Fuck. Why did they do it?” “They both got turned on by the social and cultural taboos of getting pregnant by a black man.” Tamzin went silent. It was her turn now to imagine Abe fucking her. “Interested then?” “Yes.” She hurriedly typed before quickly signing off. Tamzin went to bed early that night. She had fuel for thought as she slipped under the duvet with her well used vibrator. Abe was waiting for her the next night as usual and. Her door was open and there she was lying on her bed in skimpy satin pj’s with a bottle of wine, it’s not the time for those kinds of thoughts I said to myself. I could see her concealed glee at seeing me as I shut the door, we talked for hours, I made myself clearer and she understood where I was coming from; alcohol is very good for honesty. Just as I was about to leave, satisfied we could be friends again she said ‘Tell me what kinky desires you have then that I cannot satisfy, tell me what. "Well all I can say is that I'm glad you're not like that," I said.Rob laughed and replied, "you'd look so good in those sorts of photos, and I'd be so very proud of you."I took this as teasing and gave him a playful slap. No more was said of it, and Rob closed the computer.That night, Rob seemed eager to go to bed early, and as soon as we were, we began kissing and cuddling, and soon we were in the 69 position with Rob exploring my wet pussy with his fingers, and at the same time licking me.