.. I want him to see me get used by room full of huge black dicks... oh fuck... gtg...Part 2 party girls story Here's an update. I didn't want to lose...my boyfriend and I also didn't want a long-term relationship that wouldn't be open to letting me have sex with black men, so I wasn't sure what to do. What I ended up doing was sort of telling him what happened, but not all of it.I told him that the night I went out when we were separated I had hooked up with a black guy and gone home with him. I. The new footsteps came up to me. I felt a high heeled boot press on my ass and cuffs were fastened on my wrists. The lady reached down and inspected my padlock, then roughly turned my collar around and pulled at the chain. She carefully examined the thick links of the chain, one by one, then the ringbolt. As she dropped the heavy chain, I heard her laugh, very quietly.She stood up.'Everything is in order. His collar is padlocked. His chain is secure. Perfect! No escape for him!''Are you keeping. “Yes I do still agree. In fact more so than before. Giving a spanking is far more effective than talking. It is better for both people as I know I will try hard never to use someone else’s phone without asking and if you are more relaxed having spanked me then we are both better off.” Samantha said whilst still rubbing in the cream, “I think that is what Lisa thinks which is why she keeps her own points tally and gets Kim to spank her when she exceeds her total.” Deborah saw the sense of it. “I. Coming out of the bathroom, I found Tim standing nearby. “I’m sorry about that,” he said.“That’s okay,” I responded. “Really.”Later, when I was talking to my uncle Ed, I said, “Tim suggested that I spend the night. Is that okay with you?”“Sure,” he answered. “We would love to have you.”Most of the extended family was still there when Tim and I were again just having more casual conversation. “Hey, Tim,” I said. “I asked Ed if I could spend the night.”He smiled real big. “You’re k**ding me…”I.