As I said earlier, I had always enjoyed sex before (even though I was relatively inexperienced) but this was a whole new world. This exotic experience...of actually fucking a black man, something strange and seemingly forbidden to me, was a reality now, and when I came it was the most life-changing thing that I had ever experienced. That first time my vagina actually bled a little from the size of Martin’s cock, but all I felt was pleasure.Over the next several weeks, we would frequently sneak. She said, “well let’s go.” When we got to my house I showed her the guestroom and gave her fresh towels and then headed to my room to get ready. To my surprise when I came out of my bathroom wrapped in a towel, there she was. Her tight beautiful naked body freshly showered and her laying on her back in my bed with her head hanging over the side of the bed looking right at the bathroom door. She said, “daddy, I hope you are not mad at me for coming into your room without asking”I said, ‘you know. Somehow, I got control of myself. “I’ll take that as your answer, kitty. Sounds like you’re not adverse to the idea, hmm?” That time, I just shook my head, my metal tag chiming softly against the leash attachment, unsure if that meant ‘yes, I want to you to take me home and make me your sex slave’ or ‘no, if you don’t mind, I’d rather go home and never answer my front door for strangers again’. Perhaps it was a bit of both. “Spread for me, whore.” If it hadn’t been obvious what she meant, it. "Fuck me daddy, please fuck your baby girl." His almost instantaneous reaction, lifting himself to his knees, made her regret the words that came out of her mouth. "Oh shit, this is too fast," ran through her head. She looked down at his massive cock, Mac now gripping the shaft. "Fuck, I'm a goner, I can't," her heart was racing. He forcefully stuffed pillows under her ass, elevating it slightly. Mac was getting rough with her now, impatient. She let her lust get the better of her, and now she.