None of the girls I’ve blacktopped have gone back towhite men even after I dumped them.” Tracey’s hand was on his lower abdomen. “…well… s...metimes it happens…” Why did it happen to me? I loved being with blackmen… getting fucked senseless by them… “Whydid you stop seeing black men?” Billy asked as Tracey’s hand wandered below hisbelly button and her right shoulder strap fell. This was driving him crazy. “…Ifell in love with your uncle.” WHY DID I STOP FUCKING BLACK MEN?! I love myhusband…I love. In seconds, he had ejaculated liters and liters of cum in my mouth and it almost looked like my mouth was filled with buckets of cum. I then worked a little on his arse hole which was extremely tight by first licking the hole and fingering it a little.Then I took some water based lubricants and using my middle finger gently applied it all around his arse whole and inside. When I felt he was ready I wore a Durex Condom nicely over my penis and put his legs on my shoulder and gently inserted the. “Please.”“Okay love, the deal was that I went there and put myself in her hands and what I learned was up to me. The first night I did what you did. I was strapped to the table with a virtual reality set on my head so some of the time I was seeing what was actually happening to me, and some of the time I was seeing something completely different. I hardly knew who I was, where I was, or even what I was.”“What did they make you watch?”“Some of Marsha on that table, and girls being whipped and. Our computer was in the back room so I signed in and went straight into chat with my alter-ego and sent him a message, now I knew his chat name, I waited my heart pounding and my brain begging for a reply, surly my chat proposal popped-up, after all I had installed it and accepted it, then a box appeared, he was typing.Who are you? I laughed, typing in return, you dont remember me, you sent me a photo of yourself, you were drunk or so you said you were, I replied.I could visualize him.