" Rachel dropped her suit at her feet and turned to face this Black man who for the moment had complete control over her.Mr. Smith slowly walked aroun... her, eyeing up her shapely young body while Rachel stood staring at her feet, unable to look him in the eye. Then he lifted up her chin and looked deep into her sparkling green eyes while saying gently "You have been a very bad girl Rachel. Do you know what happens to bad girls like you?" Rachel shook her head and said meekly "No sir."For the. I rinsed and soaped the mitt again and started with her shoulders and neck. Washing her arms I then held each hand to wash them and gently washed her delicate fingers. I gently drew the mitt across her throat and down between her breasts then circled them several times. Her eyes closed as I grazed the mitt over her nipples that were now hard and standing proud. Moving the mitt down over her stomach and around her waist I reached back and gently rubbed the mitt between her cheeks. Then I. He obliged, once again leaning over me so he could get the leverage to do just that. His drool-worthy muscles allowed him to keep himself propped up and balanced with only one arm while the other was free to explore my body. I was a little entranced by the way the muscles in his sweat-damp arm flexed as he fucked me.He dragged his nails up my thighs and higher to score my hips. The little red scratch marks I knew he left only added to the collection of marks he had left on my body during our. I looked away, too.“Thank you ... now, very recently when I dream at night, I start to dream about one of my dates and suddenly, in the middle of the dream ... he turns into you, and we kiss and touch and all the stuff that goes with that. I know what I feel ... I feel ... I feel love for you. Every time I see you look at me, I hope you’ll see my face to, to see I feel the same. Her eyes were ready to release a torrent of tears.“Are you finished?” I asked as sweetly as I could.“Yes, for the.