You are a filthy, faggot, cocksucking cum-whore who now knows that you are only fit to please Black men. I destroyed you and recreated you to be what...I wanted, a white sissy bitch. Own who you are, just like I own you.? Somehow, she understood that they were words of empowerment and she turned to face Gerald and lowered her asspussy on his erection.She remembered everything I taught her. She worked her pussy and rode that hard shaft, squeezing it, milking it, and pumping her hips like an. .. changes I like." We can't carry on like that here, on shore," he said firmly.She dimpled. "We're not on shore yet." You're kidding," he said."I don't think I'm ever going to kid you about that," she said. She untied her blouse and let it gape open, showing her teen titties to him."Not here!" he gasped, looking around quickly.She laughed and, holding her blouse together, ran for the ladder to the bridge. Looking over her shoulder she called "Come on."Again she was waiting for him, naked and. Kind of a wedding present you might say. What a woman! Of course I had played right into their hands by getting seasick, taking the injection of Compazine, and drinking all that Champagne. We sat out on the balcony, sipping coffee, watching the sun rise and talked about what we were going to do that day. ‘I should have trusted you more, darling’ I said as I sipped my coffee. ‘I should have known that you wouldn’t be unfaithful to me, especially on our wedding night, please forgive me?’ Angel. But always to nervous . I used to be a long distance hgv driver and park up at night it what I call , naughty laybys . we all know the sort . did see quite a few things going on in them . especially single men turning up with hard cocks wanting some fun . most nights I would get dressed up and climb out and walk up and down and seeing if anyone saw me , then quickly run back to the lorry and hide . it was a thrill , but as most of us know , every thrill , dies down and you look for the next one.