"Tell me," he urged her gently."I . . . " She stopped again and her voice quivered. "I . . . " You . . . ?" I hated her for not being what you needed....Owen was caught off guard. He stood and thought and smiled. Such loyalty from the shadows; he was impressed. He stepped back and looked at her. She was obviously aroused, horny, wanton . . . but she was also scared. Terrified as a matter of fact. He smiled at her and brushed her hair back from her face and she shuddered at his touch."You . . . ". I continue to kiss your neck, moving around to your throat area and then gently move up to kiss first your forehead, then the bridge of your nose, and then gently and softly my lips touch yours for the first time... Electricity seems to leap from my lips to yours as our lips press against each other, and you are somewhat startled as my tongue gently spreads your ruby red lips and begins to probe your warm moist lips, and then presses forward until my tongue is touching yours. We both breathe. “You shot your load before dinner,” Jen smiled, “that is the last time that you can cum until next weekend!”“What?” I shouted.“You are forbidden to cum for the next nine days!” Jen replied, “And no jerking off in private!”“Oh wow, that will be difficult,” I replied.“No shooting for nine days,” Jen smiled, “You can work your tiny cock but you must not cum!”“Okay,” I answered.Damien pulled Jen to stand in front of him and started kissing her. I was sitting opposite them, and I had a good view of. I tried to fight, desperately, as I looked at the black man. My lips moved despite every single thing I tried to do. I could feel my lungs dragging in air, pushing them out. What was natural and normal became painful as my diaphragm compressed and the words formed, my tongue twisting to form them.“Do you have a nice big fat black dick?” I asked.“Beatrice!” Lucas shouted.The man - tears glinting in his eyes - nodded. “Of course.”I smiled and stood. My hands went to the collar of my suit, undoing.