I am yours, Daddy This is my pleasure, your happiness is what I live for. Relaxing, you talk about your day, sipping your scotch, your hand on my head... stroking absentmindedly. I am relaxed too, having had some wine at dinner, content to listen. The energy in the room changes, your mood shifts. You are hungry again. The hand on my head curls around my ponytail, it is thick and strong, you pull me up and kiss me. Hard, demanding, hungry. My hands push against your thighs for support, and you. Previously, she couldn’t see anything but blackness, and the occasional swirls of colors from her eyes. Now, it seemed like everything was glowing slightly blue. Over time, the blue hue got brighter, and Myre could make out the shape of her hand in front of her face. She glanced around and saw the silhouette of Leya standing next to her.“Where is this light coming from?” Leya asked.“There isn’t any,” the woman answered cryptically. “I just gave you something to help you see in the dark.”Myre. He posted another pic--not just grainy this time but completely blurred. It was clear the photographer was sitting down, away from the action. The most prominent thing in the image was his dick--which was huge, or at least seemed to be from this perspective. It was close up, right in front of the camera. Distasteful.In the background I could make out two black guys spit-roasting a white woman. She was on all fours, one guy at either end. Aside from the fact that she was white, and she had dark. First I forced my finger inside keep his ass ready for the rod to come in.My dick was dripping with his saliva and of precum. I rubbed my dick on the hole and entered.Hardik: Ahhhhhhh… Ohhhhh myyyyy… Ahhhhhhhh dearrrrrrrr eeeehhhhhhhh. It hurts!!Me: Relax, the pain will be there only for a few stokes, it will go soon.Saying so, I started to fuck him slowly. After 2 minutes, he started to relax and to enjoy.Hardik: Aah… Fuck me hard… Yesssss, aahhhhh fuck me with the thick cock… Ohhhh…. Ahhhh….