Him and his buddy were laughing just cracking up over how I was moaning and when I started to lick what’s left of the line from white guys balls, bl...ck guy started to fuck me, I could feel the size and his huge balls slapping my clit as he drilled me like he had wanted to fuck me for years (I know he did), I had to just cuddle my face against the white guys cock as I was afraid I might bite his cock if it was in my mouth.They’re still talking asking me if I like getting double fucked and if I. Our kiss is deep and passionate and the message is one of trust. "Shhh love ... no speaking ... just surrender." I brush the hair from your face and touch your cheek. You know that whatever comes next you have nothing to fear from me. I guide you to the bed and a kneeling position in its middle. "Give me your hands." You do ... and I pick up the rope and tie them firmly together. You know I have done this before. I stand on the bed for a moment and pass the other end of the rope through an eye. It gave him much pleasure. She had much fight in her that he secretly admired. Joining her, he slid behind her, curling his larger body around her. He pressed very intimately against her, nestling his engorged member against her bottom. He sought her breasts, tenderly kneading the nipple, bringing it to a taut peak. Then he softly stroked her flesh, running his hands through her hair, grazing her flat belly, gently curved hips and coltish legs. Samantha lay trembling, half from fear and half. She closed her eyes feeling the transition when she was out the window heading northwest, zigzagging and elevating in stages until she found a current of wind to assist in her trek into the night. She loved the feeling of free and easy flight, leaving behind the burdens of humanity she was beginning to feel. The crap he and his stupid world instilled in her, cursed her with. Though she soared unencumbered, she knew she’d never be the same. You are accepted — accepted by that which is greater.