The cap was easy, but as I felt the cold slippery bottle sliding up between my cheeks I gasped. I forgot how cold it would be, but there was no time t... warm it up and I wasn’t wasting good Dew by pouring it out and using hot water. I let my weight down a little sliding it up hard, almost to the fattest point. It hurt, and the numbing cold made it difficult to bear. I stroked my clit whimpering a little and backing out. I leaned back rubbing my pussy faster, hoping to distract myself and arouse. I went out to the kitchen. After I started the coffee, I sat down at the table and called up the web site. There was something in the back of my mind. Something I forgot.I went through the pages quickly and didn't spot anything. I was ready to log off when I saw the yellow pad next to my laptop. Maybe there was something important about one of the girls that Jack missed. I flipped back to the first page. There was the list of pictures I'd written down when Jack was displaying them.There it was.. He also wanted his first experience with a white woman. I liked the idea of trying a large black cock for the first time.After email and phone exchanges I made arrangements to go to his apartment on a Friday night. I did not bother with the clothing change since I figured it would not really matter. He met me at the door in slacks, a long sleeve shirt and drink in hand for me. It was a bit awkward, trying to be cool about just meeting and getting ready to probably fuck in a few minutes.We made. You only love yourself and you wish you get my permission to service me like Ms. Cuch is doing.”“And I love you master. I will obey you in everything master. It is my wish to serve you like Ms. Cuch is at the moment.”“I am not gay Mr. Merculief.”“I do not think of you being gay, master. It is the power you can wield over me that might help. I can sense your wish to dominate to be stronger than anything else.”“Start swallowing Ms. Cuch.”I felt Ms. Cuch’s throat contract around my dick and I.