It was eight summers before, almost to the day, that she'd started that trip; a long eight years, indeed.Jennifer had promised herself years before th...t she was going to retire when she was thirty. That was three and a half years off, and sometimes she wondered if she could hold out. But those were Jenny Easton thoughts, and she had to remind herself that Jenny was back out on the coast, somewhere.She flipped on the radio in the car; it came on with some local station, playing a polka. She. . firstly, sorry was not able to answer all the mails as was busy ..For all the new readers, please read the part 1 so that you have a better insight of what is going in my life .. days passed and I was more and more moved in the girly life style. With each night meditation sessions where I was made to listen moons of girls having sex, shown videos of sucking black cocks, girls cooking in maid outfits etc .. with days passing my craving for large black dicks increased. So, full day when I was. Cock-Master was making this one of those occasions. The pain was awful, but I was determined to “endure” it.“Take a letter bitch-boy,” he ordered as he sat in a chair behind me, his feet up on my shoulders and I opened an e-mail to Master and started typing his words, trying to ignore the urge to turn one way or the other and lick on one of his feet.Master: I’m writing these words under orders from a young stud who took that last photo of me in the Mall. He requires me to call him Cock-Master.. I was surprised to see the new bottles of Old Crow and Beefeaters on the counter and Jack's backpack sitting in the front hall. He saw us come in and waved at us through the back window as Javon pushed the front door shut.Javon took me in his arms for a big wet kiss, being sure to squeeze my ass, knowing full well my husband could see what was happening. “Now go upstairs and get dressed for me,” he said patting me on the ass as I sashayed up the stairs. From our steamy plans made in the car on.