" This was the end of the Zone...where it met up with the next one.It didn't seem any different though except for that glowing red linealong the groun.... I could see everything beyond the line the same aseverywhere else, and a number of people walked back and forth through itas though it wasn't there. Perhaps to them it wasn't. It was probablyonly visible to real people.After hesitating just a moment longer, I took a deep breath and steppedover the line. As soon as I stepped over the line, I. It has always turned me on to know that the Black Man can effortlessly get plenty of white pussy while white boys like me have to beg for it and then get turned down. So I decided to do my part to help the cause by becoming completely pussy free. I quit even trying to get any pussy. I always got turned down anyway so doing without it was no big deal to me.Then I started trying to convince the ladies instead to just let me eat that pussy for them. No dick, just tongue. I had better luck with. Cindy then used by forehead to pry off her sneaker and reached down and set itnext to my head. The stench from the sneaker was terrible. I had never even ina locker room after a hockey game smelt anything so fetid. With a smile shethen lowered her sock foot over my face. As it was coming at me, I could seethat it was damp with sweat and had stains on it. God help me, she really hadbeen wearing it for a week. She wrapped the toe part of the sock around my nosewith her toes and then told me. She was so good at being her son's cum sponge that Kevin could never develop a real relationship.His inability to have sex with anyone else put an end to all romantic relationships prematurely. No matter how many girls he slept with, the relationship never lasted more than a few days because Kevin was used to cumming only in his mother's mouth, anus or pussy. He had finally married Linda, a slightly older but very understanding woman. For years she tried to get Kevin to come out of his.