SITTING IN THE CHAIR WAS MICHAEL. THE FIRST THING HE DID WAS ORDER ME TO LOCK THE DOOR. HE SAID IT WAS TO KEEP THE WIND FROM BLOWING IT OPEN, AND I AC...UALLY BELIEVED HIM, SO I LOCKED THE DOOR. MY EYES HAD STILL NOT FULLY ADJUSTED TO THE DARKNESS BUT I COULD SEE MICHAEL AND I WERE ALONE.HE TOLD ME TO COME CLOSER AND SIT ON THE BED WHILE HE REMAINED IN THE CHAIR. I REMEMBER I WAS MOVING VERY SLOWLY, BUT FOR SOME REASON I DIDN'T FEEL ANY REAL FEAR. BY THE TIME I GOT TO WITHIN 6 FEET OF MICHAEL'S. They fell to the floor and I saw her legs encased in nylon. She had on a pair of nude very silky pantyhose and a red lacy pair of bikini panties under them. I started stroking my cock and rubbing it through my pantyhose. I saw her hand lower to her crotch area and disappear between her inner thighs. Her head fell back and her mouth opened as I heard a loud moan come from her. I felt my pre cum and used it to slide my fingers up and down my shaft with less friction. The nylon was so slippery and. It stood plusing with a life of its own, shining black, the bulbous head seemed to almost nod to her and the long shaft was highly veined; below like a great puffed up bladder were his black balls she could see they were loaded with semen. He moved towards her,'' go on feel it grip that cock you've gotta get use to it cause its gonna fuck all your lovey pretty white holes.'' Natasha drew back and a big black hand streched out behind her head and held her firmly, ''dont be shy little girl he's. I wish to check how accurate my visualisation is, having extrapolated some images from your file preferences."Kendra considered the question carefully, thinking of images she had held in her mind when enjoying her solo sexual pleasure."I think kind of opposite to myself," she mused, "mid-twenties, dark hair instead of blond like me. Around four inches taller, say five foot eight, weight about 55 kilo, bust 36B, tanned, shaved pussy, how does that compare to your visualisation?" Very close,".