She said, "relax your throat and just take it." I tried and tried until my eye liner starter running from gagging. Somehow I was finally able to relax...enough to deep throat the giant black cock. Jan said "good whore" and I felt like I accomplished something. It kept getting easier as I continued to pump this faceless man's dick all the way until his pubic hair was in my mouth. If you've never been able to take someone that deep, it's a rush to feel a warm cock down in the bottom of your. I was amused by the shape of his dick, which is why I watched him until he climaxed. But I didn’t realize it until later that night that I was hypnotized by that part of his body. This happened three weeks ago.”“Interesting, why didn’t you tell me about this sooner?” said my husband, Ramesh.Me: How could I? This incident happened when you were leaving for a business trip. That was when I last saw you.Husband: But you could have told me about this on the phone.Me: What! No… I can’t talk about. Your experiences encouraged me to write my own which is asset of my life and turned me to a sexual slave. I am not a writer but I hope u will enjoy it and send me your advices. I am 26 years old from Hyderabad now settled in U.S.A plain looking Indian with muscular body. It happened when I was 17 in grade 12 of high school. A cousin of mom died my parents left in hurry with younger sis and bro leaving me behind.We had made working in our house named Ayesha a salty looking woman in her 30s with. Old enough to get tried as an adult. I served time in juvy but the parole lasts until I’m twenty six. I have to have a relative, and my old man took off when I was four to parts unknown. I buried my mom when I was seventeen, my brother was all that was left. ‘He took off when he got married six months later and left me alone, and broke. I was on the streets, I had no money for college, but I knew cars, inside and out. Harry gave me a chance and a place to stay, and a few of us made some extra.