I went on to take off Emma's shirt and shorts. Underneath, she actually wore some very sexy underwear. A red lacy panty and bra, which seemed to be op...ned in the front. Kinky, I like it. I caressed her back and went down to her ass, squeezing it just a little, but enough to make her scream. I encouraged her to go on, complimenting her on how well she did."Ok, sweetie seems you got this down. Let's take the next step then. Lay down on the bed." And what do we do then?" She asked with a puzzled. My own marriage, big mistake, had lasted two years. She did have a husband, who was consistently unfaithful. I was her first betrayal, yet she still admitted an element of guilt.That guilt gradually faded over our two clandestine encounters at what we called our ‘half-way hotel’. The gaps between those joyous sessions could only be filled with my hopeful dreams.But, for now, here is Sara, having travelled over one-hundred miles just to give herself to me, lifting me to a euphoria beyond any. Now there masculinity isn’t what it was. Look at the white male.Hair in buns, feminine “ manscaping” with face creams , eyebrow shaping. The white woman is crying out for a man who is a man. Fuck me, the males cry at their hurt feelings !”James nodded as he mopped the honey up with his last pancake“The BLM movement is just the start James” he said Master was in full flow now and I wanted to look up to gaze at him but my orders were to bow down until spoken to.“ We are the generation that will. But it surprised me because he had never come to my room this late at night before and I became verynervous when I suddenly remembered I had on my diaper. Carl kept hugging me while running his hands up and down my body as he whispered saying, "Do you remember?... How we always played pretend together whenever you came over?..." I nodded my head trying to keep him entertained for as long as I could.Then Carl leaned in closer to my ear as he whispered really softly, "Remember last year, how we.