”“How did something like that start?” So I began to explain. Some twelve years ago, when I was twenty-four, married and living in Phoenix, my ex...husband ‘Rob’ and I were at this nightclub in north Phoenix, on a rainy Saturday night. Rob was basically a good husband, very average which was good, it gave me stability. He looked good on that night, nice jeans, boots, and dressy denim shirt. I remember looking at him and sighing that night, wishing he would just loosen up a bit and live.We danced a. He pulled his cock out of my mouth and walked away and I hered the door close and the a bright light came into my eyes as kit removed the blindfold and she pulled her cock out of my ass which made me feel empty inside. she undid my hand and leg cuffs and took me over to her bed and she told me to remove my panties and to lay across her lap.I did as she ordered and I removed my panties and my cock sprung out of them, I then layed across he lap with my cock inbetween her legs and she squeesed her. . .’ he said, and then paused. ‘I’m not like other kids.’ He looked up at me with tears shining in his eyes. ‘I’m not like other boys,’ he said, as the tears spilled over his cheeks. I looked at him lovingly. ‘I know,’ I said. ‘Why not, Grandma?’ There was an ache in his voice. I chose my words slowly and carefully. ‘Because you’re special, Paul. You have come into this world with a special Gift which is yours to share with other boys and men.’ ‘They don’t want my Gift, Grandma. They don’t want. " he says.Malcolm smiles and gently grabs Evan's head. He shoves his dick into his mouth and starts pounding away at his face. Evan grabs Malcolm's asscheeks for balance and pushes him in deeper. Malcolm's belly slamming into Evan's face with each thrust. As Malcolm fucks Evan's face, he talks down to him."Pretty white boy, probably thought you had it all figured out." Thrust, thrust. "I gotta take orders from white people all day." Thrust, thrust. "But there's nothing I love more than turning.