In some time he was losing control, reaching his climax, pushing me against his member with to much strength, doing me roughly, maybe roughier then I ...ould resist, but my head was so light and the feeling was so intense that I just groaned and cried louder and louder, immersed in a sensation so strong that I wouldnt be able to describe if I try, feeling myself dripping, tearing, lots of pain was there, but pleasure was overwhelming. Then his embrace got so tight that I wasnt able to breath, he. ?Bryce: I met this black dude who promised me the drugs and better conditions. He said I only had to work a couple of times a week.?dale10: So by now you were tasting nigger dick??Bryce: Every kind. I was fourteen and I went with this black man. But he'd lied to me. He kept me in a cage and paid me nothing and took me out of the cage to suck cock and get fucked and pissed on and shit on.?dale10: But you were already used to that from the other man. You were a big boy at fourteen who was used to. ” I said as I looked around. The house was simply furnished and in the main room, where I now stood, the table had been laid for a light supper. Tom pointed towards a door off the lounge as the room where I would be sleeping, their room was at the other end of the house which was the other side of the kitchen. I was going to take by bag through but Tom stopped me “Have a beer before you unpack,” he offered “you’ve had along day.” “That would be great, thanks Tom, you’re a top man.” I replied. My right hand continued to knead her breast as I leaned down and placed feather-light kisses on her neck. She shuttered again very slightly and stood very straight. My cock was a raging by this time and gave my shorts in a very visible tent formation. My lips moved to hers. She kissed me back, her lips parting to let our tongues dance together. I pulled her closer to me, deepening the kiss as my right hand went under her shirt. I broke our first kiss, taking her bottle and placed it on.