I looked over and there was a huge black man there; smiling on me as if he had have caught me doing something naughty. I had never met him; but he was...a very handsome black guy; tall and muscled. He was fully dressed in black clothes…Without so much as a word between us, he got closer to me and made me get up from my comfortable chair. His arms encircled my waist as I lifted my face towards his.Then his plump lips met mine and I felt how warm and wet his mouth was. His lips and tongue were. I watched as the car drove away before running to Megan's bedroom. I stripped everything off and put another pair of panties on. These fit a little differently. I found a bra that came apart in front. I put it on and looked in the mirror. Using my fingers I poked the cups tickling my nipples. Going back to the dresser I took out a pair of tights. It took a minute to figure out how to pull them up. I liked how everything felt against my skin. Looking down my stiff dick was pushing straight out.. ‘I’m sorry May but there is nothing more I can do.’ Her hypnotized eyes desperately pleaded to May. It’s true. I am sorry! There is nothing I can do! Edmund caught sight of her look, recognising it for what it was. She looked beautiful. She was doing well. May got up to leave. Looking into Miss Davenshaw’s eyes confirmed that something, she didn’t know what, was going on. ‘You bastards! What have you done to her?’ Her anger spilled out. ‘I don’t know what you’re talking about May.’ Edmund. She then asked me to reach further and wanted to know the price the tennis balls which was right underneath her right leg. I gently reached under her and grabbed on of the packs of the tennis balls. Doing so gave me a whiff of that delicious little pussy. The little boy came back and told her he wanted to go home and stop bothering the man. I know you like him but we have to go home. As soon as he said that I looked at her and she just blushed. She sent him away again and she let me know that.