Opened my laptop and placed my ad. Before I got a single response I saw a post from a black gentleman looking for a gurl to take to a private party. H... was looking for a gurl who liked to serve her man in public! Ding ding that was me. I promptly responded and sent my pics begging him to use me. He was at my door within 20 min. After checking me out he said we need to make a few minor changes. He pulled out a leather collar and leash with whore written on it. Then took about a sharpie and wrote. He was disappointed but he knew my work was very important. Throughout the day we did some of the things we had planned for. However, I kept thinking of what happened with Jeremy the previous night and each time I could feel myself getting aroused and my pussy getting wet. After a light supper at early evening, my lovely hubby drove back to my office to finish that boring paperwork at my own desk; the same desk where I had surrendered my body to that endowed black man.Then I recalled that. Thus, while he had recovered in mere seconds, Ginger would be in a daze for a while. Since she was still stunned from the shock of identity transferal, he released her from the booth, keeping Ginger Grant facing away from him. He had more important things to do than baby-sit his former body. He coughed to test his voice. It was still a deep baritone, which hardly matched his feminine exterior, but it would come in handy for what came next! Ginger heard the gravelly, deep voice of the monster of. “Just relax.” She slid a finger into his rectum, then pulled it out and added a second. He took several deep breaths as she sawed her fingers in and out of him in long slow strokes. His breathing eased as she pulled her fingers out of him. He tried to stay relaxed, and wished he’d had a little more wine with dinner. He felt the spongy tip press against his sphincter.“Wait,” Ginny said, and the pressure disappeared. “You haven’t prepped for this.” She pushed on his hip and he rolled onto.