The problem is that I was constantly beating off, so when I did fuck her, there wasn’t much semen coming out. Initially, I was having trouble gettin... it up, but since she knew what sickness turned me on, she would talk about black men all the time. She would see them on TV and comment how hot they were and would wonder aloud about the size of their cocks.This would get me aroused and she knew it. We’d get in bed and she would continue to taunt me about big black cocks and how I had better hurry. After that she would suck on that knob furiously before going back to a more gentle routine of just sucking up and down Jack’s shaft.Somehow Susan just knew innately how to keep Jack’s orgasm hovering on the brink. She knew just how to bring him to the boil then let him go only to tease him up some more with her oral sex skills. Susan would also suck at Jack’s nipples for awhile before returning to his excited cock.Eventually Susan stopped teasing that poor old cock and began masturbating it. Nothing hung from the walls. There wasnothing but hard wood beneath my feet. There was no bed, there were no chairs,no tables, nothing but smooth surfaces all around. That was my world. I had long since given up hope ofanything changing. The anger at my circumstances only made it all the harder toget through another day, or at least what I had now termed "day".Some "nights" I slept better than others, but I think that it was dueto the fact that on those "nights", something special was. Then he slid his hand to her ass and rubbed a hand between her legs feeling her pussy and her ass. She was wet as he rubbed over her cunt. He used some of her moisture to rub her ass hole and then put a finger up her ass as he tongue kissed her more. She was always horny and would fuck till she could not walk. He kept his finger in her ass as he led her to the day bed. He pushed her onto her back and handcuffed her to the head board. Then he tied each ankle to the foot board. He took his.