To be submissive. So I decided to jump online on a chat one day just to see. Again I seemed to come across the black gentleman that I believe lives in...my neighborhood. I flirted with him a bit but nothing serious. I got nervous thinking it was too close to home. But the thought of a Black man and White man just did something to me! Nothing else really came from the chats until I had a brief chat with Tony. Tony was a realtor. We had a quick chat, exchanged pics and really seemed to click. . Looking hard at the firm, handsome enough face, gentled by sleep, she had weighed up the opportunities and reluctantly decided to let him rest. She had bathed and dressed quickly, hopped on to the clanking old bicycle that was propped by the door, and noisily ridden to the village to buy breakfast, glad that the French still favoured the broader saddle. By the time he’d arrived in the kitchen, showered but still in his dressing gown, she’d laid the table with fresh croissants, pain au chocolate. In the distance, a couple was walking towards us. I swear they could see.“Pay attention.”He reached into his pocket and pulled out nipple clamps on a chain. Tweaking my left nipple, he fastened one of the clamps. I gasped. He pulled at my right nipple, slapping my right breast. He then fastened the clamp to my right nipple and pulled sadistically on the chain that attached them. He drew the dog lead from his other pocket. He walked behind me, lifted my skirt and tucked it into the waistband.. He held her ass cheeks wide with one hand as he slowly drug his cock up and down her slit over and over, stopping to tease both her holes. "ennie mennie mighty moe" he chanted " which one shall it be tonight boys? I think this one! " he exclaimed as he lined the head of his cock up with her virgin cunt and began pushing. "Ouch! No! " she cried out as she felt his cock begin its slow tortuous journey into her virgin tunnel. He only laughed though and slapped her ass cheek hard, leaving his.