Its mate has joined it in holding your head still. Gently, but firmly, insistently, his smooth, strong hands force your head to be still until his vo...ce penetrates your distress.?That’s okay, my suicide girl,? he croons. ?It’s a natural reaction. Just be still. Let it pass. You’re all right. Nothing’s going to hurt you. Be still. That’s it. Be still.?Your struggles deteriorate to tremors, then to shivers. You’re acutely aware you’re breathing in huge heaving gasps. You hear a strange animal. First he pushed her slacks down, then teased her by slowing down as he moved closer to her center. She ached for him to touch her, or to be able to touch him, but he had her half-pinned with her body and seemed content to have her there. ‘Dom, please,’ she whispered, amazed she could even form a word. He teased her a few moments more until she couldn’t stand it and grabbed his wrist to move his hand up. They both groaned as he touched her, she in relief and he at the heat. She released his hand. At this time a sinking feeling started in my stomach. Up until this point we had barely talked about sex. This was the first time that he had seen any private area of my body. Steve treated me like a princess. He bought me anything I asked for and he was always attentive to me. He was the complete opposite of Mike. We had already exchanged our I love yous. I determined that tonight was going to be the night to have sex with Steve. I always thought that my lack of interest in sex was. Your... Um, what I mean is, it was an accident!"Darrell just smiled, "Marcy, please don't worry about it. I understand how it happened." He even joked about it to calm me down, saying. "I should actually thank you. That's was the most action I've seen in weeks, even if it was only an accident."I was still visibly uncomfortable at what I had done, mostly because my body was reacting to the thrill of touching this attractive black man's cock, even if it was through his pants and only for a.