Was this a line? Was I going to have to put my bitch face on?Holy shit, he was beautiful. Not handsome. Not a hunk. Beautiful. Jet black hair swept aw...y from his face. His lashes were just as dark and longer than my own. They framed chocolate brown eyes that made several parts of me drool. His lips were full and kissable. I could imagine nibbling on him for hours.And that was before I looked down. Hard abs. Long legs. And I could see the outline of his cock through his shorts. Did it just. Tommy had heard of white men taking to bed with black woman but had never been attracted them himself. But as he watched her he could not help but wonder what her dark love tunnel would feel like. Tommy put the paper down and picked up a folder that he had brought out with him. It was the record of item #45674 his new slave. He thumbed through it and read about her discipline problems. They had tried many things to break her but nothing seemed to work. It was at this moment that Tommy caught a. " Then when we think she is ready to handle solo engagements we limit them to only with clients who we know well and trust to treat her right, and only for a maximum of six hour engagements, with no overnights, for the next six to nine months. And Dan, during this period, for her safety and to help her build her self-confidence as a whore, you should escort her to her solo engagements and wait until she is finished fucking and sucking her client and then escort her back home." The benefit for. Go easy back there, buddy, Don said only half-jokingly. Ill try, Dad. Even pressed his cock against his fathers ass, and after a brief moment of resistance he was in. Don moaned as his anus was stretched, and Evan shuddered with pleasure as he eased his cock deeper inside his father. It was so beautiful to witness that moment of my two most loved men joining together in this ultimate union. I realized that I was reflexively stroking my fake cock as I watched. I quickly undid the straps and took.