(Jerry as you will know is the coloured gent Jon arranged for me to visit for a birthday treat) in story 132, I had a thing for him despite his sadist...c streak and had not stopped thinking of him since we met, in fact I could think of little else just him and his big black cock, craving it in my mouth and cunt. I explained it to Jon and he resigned himself to the inevitable, saying that I might as well get it out of my system, that he loved me and would be here waiting my return. So on Friday. ?Although in a lot of pain by this time I could detect the familiarfeelings in my cock ? the eager anticipation of being at the mercy of abeautiful dominatrix, ready to do her bidding no matter what she demanded.? Two and a half hours later I saw the lightsof a car pull into my driveway and heard a door slam.??? The doorbell rang and, with a certain amountof difficulty I got up, turned on the porch light and opened my front door.? To say I was shocked by what I saw would bean understatement.?. He slides his thumb 'accidentally' into my pussy and I inhale sharply at the pleasure that courses through my body. I allow him to gently probe my cunt for a few moments and then tell him to stop and that he will be punished for that inappropriate touching later. I have him proceed to shave my legs and tell him to lay me on a towel on the floor so that he can shave my pussy. He is hard as a rock and the outline of his cock in his jeans is wonderfully exciting. As he lathers my cunt his. I always would laugh, wondering what they would be up to next.One night at my house, the girls spent the night and, much to my expectations, it led to a very graphic sexual talk. This, in turn, led to them discussing various sexual activities which, at the end of it, made me very horny, distracted, and desperate to get off one way or another.What I did not expect, however, was to be downstairs on the computer after the girls went to bed, and have Kristina come downstairs and interrupt me. I.