I checked the message: “Right at top of stairs second door on left” When the coast was clear I casually went up the stairs and went into the room....At first the room looked dark and empty. Then from behind the door Alicia said, “Close the door.” I did and there she was in the dim glow of the room’s night-light. Her fingers fluttered over mine to sense where to take hold of the glass and I released it to her hand. She took a sip, set her glass on the dresser top next to her and kissed me while. You little wimp, its not that bad, he said, as he hit me. I just stood there taking it, and he looked at me, and said, Now, I am going to remove the gag, and you are not going to scream, understand? If you do, Ill kill you. Got it? I nodded, and he removed the gag. Then he took the rope that was connected to the choke chain, and tied it to a beam. Now, its time for fun, he said. Fun for me anyway. He shoved me down onto the floor on my back, and then took my breasts in his hands. He gently. She wants to jump on something long and rounded and impale herself on all its length and only the lack of opportunity allows her to hold back.She moves one hand under her panties and with her other hand, grabs one of her breasts. The woman starts to massage her pearl and squeeze her nipple until both are fully erect and sensitive. Her breathing becomes heavy and she starts to moan quietly while her hands move increasingly faster over her tender parts. Almost in a trance, she moves her finger. Man, I just love this city of Seattle. I still hate all the flakes here, but the sex is hot and popping when it is going on. But the men here are like women you have to groom them and a whole bunch of shit that Brutal does not want to do, but does for the holes he wants to fuck. Now 3 years and thousands of holes later, I find myself very popular with the men who travel to Seattle because they want a fuck and know that a black man is a way to go if you want to get fucked in Seattle. so for me a.