She smiled! "I bet you gots a nice, tight pussy, too. You ever fucked a black man before, missy?" I was appalled, yet excited. Tina just giggled. His...gaze was fixed on her thighs as the mini-skirt had ridden up to a point where her panties could be seen from any angle.Then, without warning, he reached over and placed his right hand on her right breast. She made no attempt to move it."Damn, bitch, you gots some nice titties," he said, as he moved from one breast to the other. He then took. ”I stepped out of the car and followed him up the stairs and into his apartment.“The fridge is fully stocked, help yourself. I’m just going to the bathroom.”I made my way to the kitchen and grabbed a coke from the fridge. I went into the living room, sat on the sofa and opened the can. I was halfway through the can when the door to the living room opened and there stood Priya in a sexy red babydoll with stockings and 7 inch heels. He lips shining with red lipstick, her legs smooth, hairless.“Oh. Hah! You thought I spent it on getting' high. Well, I might've, butmeals have been few and far between lately, except for what I get on thebreadline over by St. Francis. Bologna sandwiches. Gets mightymonotonousday in and day out, and it's only once a day, anyway. So, much as I missgettin' high, eating came first. This time. Can't promise next time.Can't promise a fucking thing. 'Xcuse me, miss. Can't help my mouth,sometimes. Just wanted to say thanks. You're one fine lady. Real. I take the rest of the tape and wrap your other hand to your thigh. I lay my hand palm up on the arm rest of my chair, two fingers sticking up. “Master says, use my fingers to pleasure yourself.” You straddle the arm rest, lowering yourself onto my fingers. Your hands taped to your thighs, you start grinding your pussy into my hand. My thumb slides up to your clit, gently rubbing it in a circular motion, “Master says, you aren’t allowed to cum,” I say. This causes you to look at me as.