.." I have no idea what had come over me, this whole night it was like I was possessed. I had never been turned on by men, or entertained the idea of ...eing submissive. Now, I was submitting to a younger black man, and loving it. I had never been so hot. I worried about being turned on by men, wondering if perhaps it was only black men, black cock in particular, that turned me on. If so, showering would become hazardous since most of my teammates, not surprisingly, were black. Even if not, even. You're a pig," she protested as I took one of her hands and placed it around my sticky cock."He loves you. Shit, look at him grow," I laughed as I lengthened and thickened in her palm."You can do it again?" she asked, her inexperience echoed in her questioning voice."Get on top of me. Straddle me...like this," I instructed as I lifted her and placed her so her bum was sitting on my thighs. I moved my hands to her hanging cone like breasts as she slowly rubbed my cock up and down her slit. "Put. I had an opportunity now if I was brave enough. I could feel my heart rate double in a second as soon as I felt my thoughts drift to walking down those stairs and telling her how I felt. I remember walking in the direction of my bedroom door. It was fair to say that I was just about ready to have a heart attack when I reached the stairs and had to sit down for a couple of minutes so that I could gather my nerve and consider once again what it was that I was about to do.Nerves are terrible at. I'm pretty sure that's why he's doing this." I thought he wanted spend time with me, not my clothes." I said."Of course he does," said my mom. "But your relationship with each otherhas changed, He's trying to acccept things as they are now, but he needsyour help. It wouldn't hurt to look feminine." I'll think about it," I said."Well we ought to a least get your hair done," Mom said."No!" I cried. "I like it this way," I'd come toappreicate its length. Iwasn't sure I wanted it cut."I'm talking.