Pussy... tits... even ass... I loved everything on a black woman body. One of my many friends called me, she was my co-workers too. She invited me to ... party but I declined the invitation because I was too much tired.The next day I was at the job, my boss called me. Gerry was 60 and was about to retire he told me he wanted me to represent the company in a huge dinner for the Black woman pride foundation. Gerry wanted me to look good like I always do. I knew it was important career wise cause. He was vicious criminal, just escaped from prison, known to his brethren and authorities alike as “the Wolf” as much for his appearance as his violence. Red-Cap did not know what a wicked creature he was, and was not at all afraid of him. "Good-day, Little Red-Cap," said he. "Thank you kindly, sir. As you know my name, why not tell me yours?" "I am known hereabouts as the Wolf. Whither away so early, Little Red-Cap?" "To my grandmother's, Mr. Wolf sir." "What have you got in your satchel?". And then on to her chest, her shirt was in the way, and so was her bra. I walked over to my pants and come back with a pocketknife. I click the switch to open. I then reach down and cut the top of her shirt and then rip the rest off her body. I see her breasts all creamy. I cut the bra away and her perfect little breasts are revealed. I reach down and pinch her nipples lightly at first and she moans. I look over to her mother and smile. She has your body. I wonder if she feels as good as you. .Ms Alex looked at her pricey watch. "Five, four, three, two, one! Badsissy, bad. No wonder you're such a sissy."Ms Alex turned to gaze on Raylyn as Randy was now being called."Raylyn, stop. It's out of time. Another chance to come next week."He stopped. And watched as Ms Alex affixed a fat catheter up sissiescock. It was clad in cotton, and rolled on like a condom, except forthe zipper that closed it tight, and the leather laces and locks thatkept it on.It wasn't a chastity belt, but it would.