I just pulled off my t-shirt, looked over her shoulder, seeing the door still closed, and dropped it to the floor.She pulled off her shorts, and, good...fucking God was she so beautiful and sexy, a teenage girl with a petite body, cute face, and sexy ass bra and underwear, standing in front of me. I couldn't help it, knowing how fucking hard my dick was, so I pulled down my shorts, and stood there topless in nothing but my bikini underwear.Kayla looked at me, smiled, blushed, and said, "Wow. It's. When I got there he waswaiting. He didn't say anything just grab my hand and put it on his cock.Then he undid his pants and slide them down and out popped this beautiful8 inch black cock. Again not saying a word he reached over and put hishands on my shoulders and pushed me to my knees. I took his cock in mymouth and loved the taste, it was so pretty and hard. I couldn't believethat here I was dressed like a whore and on my knees in the trash behinda garbage dumpster sucking black cock. The. She looked down at the card. The words had changed.HAVE A NICE DAY AT SCHOOLThat son of a bitch."Good morning, Helena. Oh ... wow, are you ok?"Helena had arrived at the usual spot where she ate with her friends, and they immediately noticed how flushed her face was. It had taken a lot of courage to leave her room. Her clothes didn't show the invisible ropes on her body, confirming for her that it was really the black lines on her skin that were binding her. Getting dressed had been difficult. This made delivery easier and much neater. My usual wrapping of packages looked like crap.I was still having trouble coming up with ideas for a gift for Mrs. J. I wanted something unique and something she’d like, but not feel like I spent too much money on her. I finally decided on a new Kenmore washer and dryer; they’d be delivered the Thursday the 23rd. I also decided to purchase something more personal. I could not think of anything that she would accept from me.I finally asked Mr. J what.