"So that means that sometimes you don't?"He hesitated. "Sometimes I wear your clean ones but I put on anunlubricated condom to contain any leakage." H... was now blushing intenselyas he gave away his sordid secrets. "I'm really sorry, Emma!" So what happened this time?" she asked, holding up her black thong."I ran out of condoms," he replied. "I wrapped my penis in a tissue but Iguess some stuff must have leaked through and I didn't notice." How very careless," she muttered sarcastically. Going. I love what my fascination makes me. A Black female worshiper. A six-foot-three, lean and muscular Black man born and raised in the Northern Territories in Canada. I grew up around scores of white folks, and the only Black people I knew were my immediate family. Life was okay, I guess. My father, Ed LeBrun is a Lieutenant Colonel with the Royal Canadian Mounted Police. My mother Elisabeth Johnson LeBrun is a Professor of African Literature at the University of Ottawa, my alma mater. There are. "More Master," A whining plea "more, please more!"You smiled at me, although I couldn't see the look, I knew it is there, for I had seen it many times. It is the look of pleasure and pride.In a stern masculine voice you ask me. "You love Masters cock, don't you my Princess, yes??" Oh Yes Master." I replied excitedly."Good girl" I heard you say before feeling a wash of ecstasy over my body when your cock teasingly entered and exited my moist cavern.You yanked on the nipple clamps before. . I am getting verbal with him. Leon is telling me how good I feel and that I should put on a good show Cuz I am being filmed with these two cameras. We hear the front door open and Leon tells me to keep it down to a whisper even though the door to our room is closed. We are grunting like two Pigs in Heat. Leon is sucking on my Neck, Ears, Pinching my Nipples.. All the while I am telling him to fuck me good and never stop.. Pretty soon I feel him slowing and pulling my ass up to meet him as he.