I am nice looking, intelligent, great sense of humor, (very, VERY) submissive male seeking a woman (preferably a switch (dom/sub), she would receive t...e best of both worlds. I am starting to think I will never find the woman of my dreams. I want a woman that I can treat like a princess and spoil. One that would love to be totally submissive to BLACK MEN. We would be best friends, but her sexual needs would be fulfilled by well endowed, dominant BLACK BULLS. I love performing oral sex more. I had asked Kevin to come to my apartment to help me movesome furniture. Just before he was supposed to arrive, I took ashower (even though it was part of the plan, the shower cooled medown just a little) and I answered the door with my hair wet andwith a towel wrapped around me. A small towel that just barelycovered my bush and which covered my stiff nipples but left lotsof soft tit flesh in view. And view it he did. Kevin riveted his gaze on my chest whenI opened the door and asked him. A buzzer. DR. TRACE YOU HAVE A PHONE CALL. PLEASE PROCEED TO NORTH WING NURSE’S STATION Catherine stood up and wore her clinical coat and went out of her office and walked to the nurse’s station. A nurse smiled and handed her the phone. IT’S PAYBACK TIME. GO BACK TO YOUR OFFICE Just his voice saying that and a click. She was rooted at the floor and swallowed and gulped. A nurse noticed and asked if she’s alright. Catherine nodded and handed the phone back to the nurse and walked back to her. .It started in the kitchen. I was sitting on the counter gazing out of the window while he cleared away the the remnants of the night before. I was in my own little world when he pushed my legs apart so he could get close enough to kiss behind my ear. That’s one of my weak spots, so I knew what he wanted straight away, even if I hadn’t felt him growing against me. My arms wrapped around him as he ran his hands down my back, arching it towards him. My chest heaved as I caught my breath, pressing.