So I released Jeff, slid down on my knees and moved over between his legs.One of the other guys made a comment about how the entire time that I moved ...rom the couch to the new position on the floor, that I'd never let go of that black cock, and they all laughed loudly.So there I was, on my knees between this black man's bare legs, with his large cock now in both hands, stroking it. "I want you to spit on it!", Bruce told me.As I thought about doing that, I noticed that my mouth was indeed. ” She explained. “Do you want this for yourself?”“Yes Mommy” I replied, gazing up at her naked beauty.“I will teach you the gift of pleasing others, “she continued, “putting THEIR pleasure ahead of your own. In return, you will feel purpose and eventually, more satisfaction then you ever could have imagined. Now place your hands, palms up, over your thighs… open your knees slightly, and look down.”I did as I was told.“Good boy” she praised. “This is your submissive position and If I say. ” I replied, noticing her ample bosom supported by a brown leather underbust corset. She wore a gold coral pearl blue enamel locket pendant that rested at the top of her cleavage.“Admiring the view, are we?”“Never mind, let's get down to business.”“I have the plans you asked for, Electa.”She stood and crossed the aisle to take the seat next to me. She wore a pair of brown pleated skirt and matching boots. Glancing out the window, I saw the barren landscape caused by the war with the cloud city. “It’s a freakin’ public bathroom, Tom! What the hell were you thinking? Jesus, you said it yourself; you knew I was here, so why would you make me watch that?” Tom slowly leant back, the anger abruptly leaving his face, “So you were watching. I’d wondered if you were. I was sure I heard you gasp at one point. Was it from pleasure or shock, Paris? I wonder,” his eyes turned calculating for a moment as he leant forward and inhaled Paris’ scent. Tom’s lips curved seductively and Paris wanted to.