"You're doing great, boy. We're almost there." I was going to pass this little test of trust, and I knew he would be happy with me. It was a thrill to...please him by simply holding still. I felt a ring slip around my balls, then it felt like he was sliding my soft little cock into a little protective container. It felt kind of good, so I let him continue. Then I heard the 'click' of a padlock. "There" he said "You can relax now". I opened my eyes and looked down. My penis was locked in a small. "I was tired, went home early," I answered, knowing he could feel me tremble under his hand.Turning to Crystal, he told her, "You may be beautiful but I'd never sleep with girls from Alabama." What," we all echoed in unison."Why not?" I asked."You rich southern girls, you're too fucked up, about black men, I mean," he complained. "With a northern girl I can just go and have fun, get laid. With girls like you there's just too much history. The clan, and lynchings and..." Not any more," Mandy. He stood up, I knelt before him, look at his amazing cut cock. Was I actually going to put his cock in my mouth? I stopped thinking and went for it. Within one second, I knew I was a naturally born cock sucker! I LOVED having his cock in my mouth. It felt just right! I stroked and twisted on his shaft as I sucked back and forth. He was gently holding my head as mouth enjoyed his cock! He started to moan and tell me I was a such a good cock sucker!!! He wanted a turn again ... and having his. Without breaking the deep french kiss, he moves me over toward the bed and I let him lay me down on my back, wrapping my legs around his ass as he lays his weight atop me. My left thigh is still sheathed in the skirt of the dress, as the other one slides bare along the side of his leather-covered ass. We break the kiss as he moves to focus on directing his fleshy missile, and I reach for a fresh cigarette. As I light it, I hear him working his shaft with lube, getting himself slick and ready..