There was a sharp hard slap across my cock and balls and I was told not to look down again. Then I felt my foreskin being retracted back to it's roots... Her fingers started rubbing the head of my penis. That felt superb and very stimulating to a point where she detected a change in my breathing. She stopped and told me I was getting too excited and precum was now dripping out. It was now time to take some pain stimulation. I was told to sit on the floor and spread my legs. A very strong set of. "Are you ready or are you watching your waistline, my dear," she added for Michelle."That sounds fine, Margaret."I sat down and watched while the older woman broke eggs and poured a little milk into a bowl and mixed them with a whisk. A big pat of margarine went into a frying pan and slid to one side right away. When it had melted, she poured in the eggs and filled the bowl with water before putting bread in the toaster. She'd done this before."Tada!" Paula said from the doorway as she walked. More than 150 years later, though, the descendants of the slaves were still bitter about it, and it might be easy for me as a white British man to say this, but the lingering resentment and suspicion isn't helping global racial integration.Even the black friends I had - and I had made a few in my five years there - could never cease to see themselves as representatives of their brutalised, downtrodden ancestors, and as for those who didn't know me, well, you'd have thought I had a whip. ’ Lifting her mouth up to meet his, he kissed her back feverishly. With one swift motion he lowered himself onto her and entered her quickly and deeply. They both moaned as the sensation took over their bodies. She could feel how hard he was through her whole body. He groaned as her pussy clenched around his cock and her warm juices covered his shaft. His intention was to make love to her slow and deep, but he could not contain himself. The feel of her wetness and warmth of her drove him crazy.