For the last 5 months this was almost a daily affair. She kept improving it though, finding more ways to add on to my pain and suffering. There would ...sually be unforgiving nipple clamps on me. But thankfully she took mercy on me today.The vibrator suddenly kicked to life again, going at a slow teasing speed and I started moaning through my gag. I looked down and saw that I was dripping precum almost continuously now. A small puddle was forming directly below my cock on the floor. After about. As he moved around, I saw him for the first time. Whew! I didn’t know him. He was a handsome black man. He looked to be around 30 years old with a great body, wide shoulders and athletic build. He leaned in a pressed his warm full lips against my cheek. I closed my eyes to enjoy the sensation. In one swift motion, his lips left my cheek and he slapped my face with his hand. My eyes widened from the surprise. “You didn’t think I came over here to make love to you, did you, bitch?” They both. .” Peter inherited his Italian hospitality and made sure I knew, several times, that there was plenty to eat and drink. I let him pour me wine, and as we stood in the kitchen, I ate a few spoonfuls of fried rice because, like myself, Peter wouldn't be settled until his guest had eaten something-hungry or not. I swilled some wine and said “So Peter, what did you have in mind for pictures? Nothing too nasty I hope.” “No. Mia” he said “ you are too sweet, I just want some pictures, close. I heard a scraping to our left and I looked quickly. The counter boy stood there, his eyes wide open, staring. I just grinned and winked at him which caused his jaw to drop. He stared for just a moment longer and then slowly stepped away, watching until he was out of view. “You have great tits,” the man rasped. “Thank you,” I answered my breathing just as heavy. “Ah fuck, your pussy is so good, little lady.” “I’m – I’m glad you – you like it. Oh fuck, I’m going to come!” “Yeah, you come on my.