She pauses and sets her bag down reaches in and gets a smoke lights it and goes to a pool table. She walks to the end and slowly bends over and starts...racking the balls, her ass peeking from her skirt. One of the guys close to me says, "she could rack my balls any day." She grabs a stick and starts to chalk the tip and blows softly on the tip smiling the whole time. She then walks to the other end of the table and leans over with the cue to line up her shot, as she leans she spreads her legs. He wanted to show them how he was training me to be his black cock slut. By this time in my training I was past all the embarrassment of his treatment and was flooding the floor with my juices. I counted four of his friends that I had been introduced to. Their touch and the words they had called me, like whore and slut, only made me hotter. I hate being teased and Jamal knows this, so this was the worst punishment he could have come up with.Occasionally, one of his friends would come back in. She was in a colorful sundress and he a plain pair of jeans and dark t-shirt. Their meeting, the result of a lustful, online flirtation. Each had driven an equal amount to a meeting place halfway between their hometowns. Their excitement and anxiety grew as they neared the meeting place. They chose to meet at a hotel. He had reached the hotel before her and had messaged her the room number. She pulled into the parking lot. Her belly fluttered, her heart raced, and she began to adjust herself in. " She gave a wistful sigh. "When a man and woman love each other, it is full of feelings, the most wonderful feelings."Meg's eyes clouded over for a moment, lost in a sweet memory before she continued."However, Maman told me about wifely duties soon after Raoul began courting me. I am uncertain whether she intended to make a woman's wedding night sound frightening, but she did. I simply cannot imagine that God would make loving your husband a painful act. Perhaps, a small pain the first time,.