He used bleach and a wad of rags to wipe up the area that had been under the mattress and any spills on the way to the bathroom.He entered the bathroo... with one of the small paper cups. He filled it and held her head up to let her drink."Almost done." he said cheerfully, "How about a nice blow job to celebrate."She drank the water gratefully, wishing she could have more. Her tongue and mouth seemed to absorb the liquid quicker than she could swallow. Just one more blow job? Why not? He. I was being robbed, I wanted toprotest, but unable.And of course I was naked, the other half of my head told me. In fact,it felt almost as if some of the breeze was blowing right through me,though my body had the sensation of a constant warm temperature. Whywas I just letting this happen, I screamed in my mind, looking up to seeif I was somehow chained to the rail. No, there are no chains, Inoticed, seeing only those plastic two inch wide clips that became hookswhere they ran over the rail. . I came back home; enjoyed a delicious meal and I got to bed very early.Before midnight, I could not close my eyes, imagining Helena onto her bed, under a huge black guy pumping a huge black cock into her curvy body. Then I brought my favorite black dildo and I masturbated until I came crying and moaning like a bitch in heat. After another session, I just passed out…Next day I discovered Sunday was really boring; but at midday I had a phone call. I thought it was my loving hubby; but I was. It suited me and was good money.The first thing that struck me was the size of her legs they were huge followed by round curvy and jet jiggery bottom. I looked up I notice her big protruding belly which just showed out of her tank top. She had also big arms and nice chubby hands that with her beautiful eyes/face, were her only redeeming features (at that time! I liked most girls at time but never had though about fat girls I have always though chubby hands were cute for some reason). I.