He then grabbed hold of my hair and pulling my head back and tilting me back a little, he slapped my face hard, "Don't worry you fuckin' white whore" ...e said "You'll get my cock and more" he added and that was when I noticed we weren't alone. "Well, well" I heard another voice say "What's with the fuckin' white whore Sam?" I heard someone say. "Came into the bar looking for some dark meat" he replied as he pulled me away from him. There in the room were two more black men and as soon as Sam. ”“Oh, Tara that’s not true. Kissing isn’t scary or difficult. It’s pleasurable and natural”. “That’s easy for you to say Mr. Tanner. You’ve kissed before. What if I don’t do it right, then the boys will laugh at me”.“They won’t laugh at you. If I was them I’d want to be the boy who got to show you how to kiss.” He said.“You’re just saying that to be nice.” I replied in a low whisper, blushing at the thought. “No I’m not Tara. I would love to kiss you. You have beautiful lips, I know what boys. The king and queen smiled at me like I was mistaken. He placed his hand upon my shoulder and ushered me from the room, whispering sweet praise and thanks in my ear as his boots struck softly on the marble floor. They sequestered the princess to the very tower from which she fell and life resumed as if nothing had happened. As if, I had not welcomed Hell onto our doorstep. It seemed that no one could hear the sounds which haunted me at night. The snarling, the growling, the guttural coughs,. I could see in the dark she was wearing her pajamas but couldn't see very clearly where here eyes were looking. Either way she went to the kitchen and got a drink and went back up to her room without making any fuss and all the while my girl was sucking away. After a few minutes I think she started getting tired and slowed her head movements considerably.I was feeling great and wanted to finish, so I reached down and started stroking the base of my cock some, but she pushed my hand away and.