His cape snapped behind him. His red mask glinted in the strange light that filled this baroque cell. He was spreading his arms wide, the dark color o... his sleeves contrasting with the brilliant white of his gloves. He walked with a spring, a lightness, as if the whole world was his to conquer as he pleased. “My darling children,” he said, his voice full of cooing happiness. “I see everyone has picked their- ah. Ah. Ahhh! The feisty one ... you don’t have a lancer’s spot?”I stood up, my fingers. You take your left foot and place it to my face. It's kinda smelly, and you hope that doesn't ruin the experience, but you're surprised as I grab your foot and inhale deeply as my cock begins to spurt my huge, creamy load over your soft, white sock!!!!!! When I was finally done, we both just lay there staring at my spent cock....still between your cum covered socks. It was really, really hot!! You slowly pulled your feet away and my cock falls between my legs. You sit on the bed and pull your. ” I was actually shaking as here was my dream younger black guy in front of me. I thought for sure that he would make some excuse and leave — as I am lean and strong but nothing muscular like this and could not hold a candle in looks to this black Adonis. But, thank my lucky stars that day, he stayed. He introduced himself as Marcus. Marcus and I sat on the couch, and chatted about my work and his (he was a musician) and Chicago and my small town and my love of younger black guys, which he. And it was a 'Male', his hide covered in battle scars halfhis left ear missing his saliva drooling over the fear paralyzedofficer.Slowly he turned his head taking in everything around him. Then hesettled on Corra holding onto Sheba. Unafraid of anything around him heslowly made his way to us, dipping his nose to nuzzle Sheba first thenCorra. Our eyes locked as he stepped towards me, our noses touchingbefore he threw his head back. "Whoop, Whoop, Whoop,Yowwwwwwllllllllllllllll."It was echoed by.