He said he would understand if I needed to roll back and rub one out. He said it would be good for me and completely normal at my age.His acceptance a...d permission was so rare and encouraging to me. I slipped off my pants, whipped out my cock and began stroking while I continued to look through his magazine. He passed back vasoline he says he likes to use. Better yet, he flicked on the TV for me and before I knew it, I was barreling down the road at 60mph watching a porn video while jacking. Then I took the glass near his mouth, and the slave, without waiting for my order, ate my cum come out of his ass.Do you like it, nigger? - I asked him then.I love the taste of white cum, master - he answered. - Shame about the taste of my monkey ass... -You're right, nigger. Then I'll rape you again and again, and maybe one day your hole will taste like white cum -.No way, sir. It'll always be a nigger ass. It's like you jerk off everyday on my black body. It won't become a beautiful white. I eyed her up and down, wondering should Ihave had the thought of hitting that run through my mind. Why hadn't weever tried getting it on?I stood up to let her out. Though shorter than me, Joey looked quitetall owing to her slightly lanky body frame. Her hips were quite narrowand her breasts were B-cups at the best. Not that I should be judginganyone based on looks. I wasn't bad looking, per se, but after quittingsports after high school, I had gained a good bit of mass around mymidsection in. Now a completely unexpected event was to take place – he was coming to Connecticut! A family wedding. She was so fevered by this turn of events she couldn’t sleep for two nights. He’d made a veiled reference to meeting her – and her heart clutched at the same time her pussy signaled its wakefulness. He’d shared a gift with her – a sexy, erotic book he was writing – and she began making comments on each chapter. She was a good and experienced editor, and he seemed to appreciate her.