Oh my sweet Blake, please love me like I'm coming to love you!I finally came down when the vibrators worked their way out. I just lay there for a half...hour shuddering and shaking as smaller orgasms swept through me.I managed to clean up a little bit and get dressed just before Janet and Toro got back from their date. Almost immediately, they grilled me about Blake -- apparently my just-had-multiple-fantastic-orgasms look was a bit too obvious.When I finally admitted we had a date on Wednesday,. This new Black man escorted him to a room that looked like it was a doctor’s office. He was given an EKG and a prostate exam that was more like manual **** than a medical procedure. The doctor, or rather the person who seemed to be functioning as a doctor because there were no medical degrees framed on the wall and no proof whatsoever of his credentials, was another Black man: tall, dark-skinned, handsome, and quiet, he didn’t explain what he was doing, what was going to happen, he had no. But it's what comes after that's gonna be extra-special. Speciality of the house as you might say." With which, the first fearful stroke of her riding crop landed squarely across his raised rump.A dozen? Twenty? He soon lost count of the torrent of cruel, expertly-placed strokes that reined down on the cheeks of his virgin arse. The wounds criss-crossed his buttocks, until they 'read' like a crazy airport radar picture. He gripped handfuls of the sofa's leather arm and thought of the Normandy. She came and opened the door and she was wearing a formal dress. A sexy half-open white shirt with pink stripes and short black skirt with cutouts. I instantly started checking her. She held my ears and pulled me in saying naughty boy control your feelings.She had quite a good house. She offered me some wine but I don’t drink nor smoke. So she was a little impressed by that. She gave me a Coke and I drank it. She then said to me to get up. She put both hands up and asked me to choose a hand. I.