” she stood up. “You need to get with the program.”Okay, one more time won’t hurt. “Won’t hurt”? Who am I kidding. On a purely sexual le...el this trip’s been the pinnacle of my existence.Breathless afterward.“My Sunny...” as I cuddled her to me, reveling in the exotic delight in my arms.“My Carl. My very own white boy.”“We’re the devil, you know ... Us white males. Root of all evil and all that.”Giggle. “I can totally understand the ‘root’ part. Evil?” she kissed me. “No, definitely NOT. I already struggled to get his legs locked up to the headboard and thatwas with the added benefit of the spreader bar. I doubt I had thestrength to release his arms, fight him off and lock him back up withoutgiving him the opportunity to get free. The cuffs were only a doublevelcro-wrap and while secure, with a free hand almost anyone would beable to get them off just by releasing the velcro.Since I am not currently strong enough to fight him off, I need to becareful. At least for now. Once I. “I’m heading to the airport now, that is unless this isn’t going to work for you.” “I’ll make it work!” he said, with joy and excitement replaced by the initial panic in his voice. I gave him my flight information and told him I booked a hotel room near the airport. I could get there by shuttle if for some reason he couldn’t see me that night. About ten minutes before the plane started boarding, I got a text: “I’ll have someone meet you at in the lobby of the ticketing area.” I was a little. Samantha was groaning at each onslaught to her breast, but from her expression, it was met with anticipation and longing. She held my head close to her breast, as my body attacked one nipple, then the other. My hand was still coupled to her groin with my finger now being dragged inside her.My own passion was fast rising, when my body placed itself over Samantha's, who still had my cock in her hand. She guided it to the entrance of her tunnel of carnal delight, placing the head just inside. Now.