He scanned her body, his eyes landing on her sweet spot. She had shaved her pussy. For years he had asked her to do that, but she had always refused. ...ow all he could do was stare. How he wanted his tongue on her clit and pussy. Her cleanly shaved pussy. He watched as she ran her hands over her body, tweaking her nipples and rubbing her clit. She lifted a leg up onto the bed, giving him full view of her pussy. He could see how wet she was. Her pussy was so close, but so far away. He watched as. Victor drove me to the motel and we arrived a bit early. He sat down on chair at a corner and I stood on my stilettos close to the filthy bed. Soon my toned long legs tensed as the door opened and my handsome Black Master entered the room. Jamal smiled at me; but he did not even give a quick glance to my husband sitting at the corner.Staring at that huge black man just made my nipples get hard…I fell to my knees and my wet mouth was at level with his crotch. I purred like a cat as Jamal. I needed to do a check-out physical with our trainers and team physicians. The physical wasn’t what you would imagine. The trainer pulled out a folder with all my ailments since I joined the team at the end of April.“How is the jammed left pinkie?” “Fine” “How’s the ankle sprain?” “Fully healed, no problem at all.” “Bruised ribs?” “Ham string?” “Dislocated right ring finger?”The trainers read off each of the many minor ailments they treated me for during the pre-season and season. I. . yes Love to you and love to Dad... Bye." She put the phone down gently and sat down, thoughtful, her face suddenly radiant."He says it's all right. All right if I still want him!" She bent her head, weeping and I went to hold her. "It's all right Polly - just happy tears. Relief. I thought he'd left me for ever. Why didn't I trust him?"She sniffed a bit and then asked, "Could I have something to eat. I'm starving."She went to dress while I got her some food. She ate ravenously. I was careful.