That is if you want more of my pussy.” Tom knew that she wasn’t just talking about her pussy, but about the spray that he would be having withdraw...l symptoms from if he didn’t get his daily fix in time. The thought of having someone else addicted to Kayla made him nervous. What if she ran out of the spray? She did say after all that it wasn’t being made anymore. Plus, he was a little bit jealous. “I don’t think I’m okay with helping you do that.” He said “I mean, why would you even want to do. Some just wanting to fuck my ass others wanting me to swallow their cum. I was more than happy to be the submissive white sex slave or ‘whore’ as some called me. Men’s cum dripped from my ass and swam in my stomach and this turned me on. I LOVED it.At the end of the night, I don’t even know what time it was, my shoulders were sore from having my hands cuffed behind my back and I was totally broken. I was nothing but a white faggot whore for black cock. My pathetic little white sissy dick was. She thanked me before popping the tab; we clicked our cans and muttered 'cheers' to each other before taking a sip. An awkward silence suddenly appeared in the room; she soon broke it."So, what were you up to before I knocked?" Nothing serious," I said. "Just lying here thinking about something." Oh yeah, what was it?"I shrugged. "Can't really put my finger to it – just something beautiful."She sipped her Coke; her eyes stared into mine. "Something beautiful you say," her hand then came up and. "Um, Chris, I'm afraid weekends are going to be a bit tricky. I've got a match at Margate next Saturday and you know what I'm like afterwards. Then the following weekend I've got an England training and possible selection session at Loughborough. I ought to swim every evening during those two weeks. I'm free the last weekend in July." OK. Just in time. Rugby training gets back into swing in August so my Saturday afternoons will be a write-off." Oh, Chris, I'm sorry." It's sad but at least.