That wouldn’t do, I needed at least two minutes to ogle till She made me cum in my pants. So I had to go outside, looked around, and, perfect, there...was a bus stop. I’d hang around there and keep my mac done up. Two or three rubs and I was stiff, ready and waiting. And then there She was. Goddess. My eyes must have been out on stalks, and there’s nothing I can do about it, I know my mouth just drops open, but I’m a helpless gawping perv, totally spell-bound by a girlie-goddess. She’s got a. You need my control over you. This is why you have chosen a strong woman to be in your life. You had always hoped it would end up like this and now it has. You have fought it long enough and now we are here. You are excited at the possibility of being able to come over here tomorrow and tell me that you are finally willing to submit yourself to me. The sad thing is, you don't even realize that you already have. I have controlled you for a long time... but like a stallion being tamed, you felt. " Blushing with embarassment, he forced out the words, "Um, because, um, you prefer black men?" "Oooh, we sure do. Why is that?" she asked teasingly, punctuating her question with a light tap with the flat plastic against his cock. As he reacted with shock at the blow and the question, he fumbled the words out, "because black men are better lovers." Bambi murmured mmm,hummm, making him continue. "Because their cocks are bigger." Another blow, "and, and, they last longer." Another blow. After a few moments of her stroking, in a husky voice, he whispered, "You better stop now. I desire you so bad, we’re lucky I’m still holding up."She slowly lay down onto the bed, pulling him down with her, and whispered, "I want you just as bad."Holding himself on his elbow, he put his fingers back in that warm, soft, wet spot. He worked his fingers inside her, and her moans became louder, her hips pushing against his finger. Lowering down to her breasts, he whispered, "I want to make you feel.