My hand went to the back of his head. He was in a better position now, able to tilt his head back to accommodate my meat in his throat. His head was r...sting on my inner thigh.Mesmerized by watching this beautiful black mans throat bulge, I failed to notice the growing cum stain on his crotch. Hearing him gasp for breath while swallowing me made me close my eyes and lean my head back. He caught his breath and went right back to bobbing on my cock like he was churning butter.I opened my eyes and. It's sparks arcing through my body and welding my hands to his. I couldn't let go. I knew at that very moment, if there was ever a person that was supposed to be in my life, mentally, spiritually, physically, and emotionally, it was Dean Kramer. Thursday, March 4th.I had almost gotten over that brief encounter earlier in the week and was about to call it a day. I checked my voice mail for any messages before I left, and once again, the tornado touched down. The sound on the other end of the. By then he’d made up his mind that I needed a good dose of discipline – if I was guilty it would be punishment – if I was innocent (which he didn’t believe) the truth would come out. Either way he figured that a damned good spanking would clear the air.I was told to continue protesting my innocence and, especially between the car and being taken into the barn (woodshed) I was to cause a struggle. It could be as real as I wanted but…he was to win out in the end.Once in the barn I would be. 'Ohh God,' he thought as he rubbed her inner thigh harder. He moved his hand even closer to her crotch, the back of his thumb lightly pushing against her panty bottoms.Pinky moaned when she felt his thumb brush against her covered pussy, keeping quiet this time so he wouldn’t stop. She gently moved her hips up and down, trying not to alert him, but trying to urge him on. She felt Rajesh start rubbing the tip of his thumb against her slit, pushing the crotch of her panty bottoms into her.