”I felt torn and grateful at the same time. Torn admitting I had another man’s cock between my legs, but I had already told him, and grateful beca...se this is how I feel, that it didn’t mean anything. It wasn’t sex because we had our clothes on.I looked up into Al’s eyes and said, “It didn’t mean anything Hun, feeling a black man’s big black cock stroking my pussy.”Al mouthed the words, “Hungry wet pussy.”I said, “My hungry wet pussy.”Al mouthed, “You liked it, and thought about how it would. Her husband was there, encouraging her to live again, to love again, then he was gone from her dream, as surely as he was gone from her life. She woke early to meet her new friend at the boulder for sunrise. She was bound she was going to get some photos this morning, and hoped the colors would be as spectacular as she had seen in the past.He was up and dressed and waiting for her, with a thermos of hot coffee, and his camera slung around his neck. She smiled to herself, as she saw him at. I teased my pussy for a few moments; I waited to make sure that Grace wasn’t coming back into the room before I began properly fingering myself. After five minutes, I pushed two fingers inside of myself and began to imitate a cock. I closed my eyes and leaned my head back, and since I was alone in the room, I was careless with the volume of my excitement. Eventually, the squishing noises began as my fingers slid in and out. I took my other hand and crept it under my shirt; I tickled my hard. #3 You will be my sex slave I might force you to service other men in front of me and be there sex slave also you will eat my cum your cum and any other geusts cum in what ever way i choose to feed it to you. and it went on and on. Then we set up to meet one weekend he told me i was his bitch till noon on sunday. He picked me up on friday at a deli and drove me to his house I realised I was about to have gay sex for.