The people milling around me in their dull grey suits patiently waited in queues, waiting to be led through turnstiles leading to the trains. There th...y all stood, expressionless, allowing eye contact with no-one, being filed out of the City like cattle. As I took my five square inch gap on the bustling train, I was overcome with a powerful urge to shout and and scream at my fellow passengers. I desperately wanted to warn them of the life drain they were inhabiting, of the need for freedom.. The man that stoodin front of him was a well built man of 79, well,almost 80. He took care of his body and there washardly any fat to be seen anywhere on his black frame.Between his legs hung perhaps the largest example ofblack cock the doctor had ever seen. He knew from past experience that Eddy’s cock was nowat 8 inches, soft. When he got hard it measured toalmost 12 inches and was very uncut, with a lot ofexcess skin hanging off the tip of his cock head. Hehad used Eddy in the past. He almost didn't notice when she snapped the handcuffs onto his wrists."MMphh, nnoo," he pulled his mouth off of his mom's delicious tit, protesting loudly. "Please, mom, don't do this... let me go, please. I'll do whatever you want... fuck you any time you want, please, just let me go..." Oh, baby," Karen cooed, starting to crawl back down his body. "I know you would, but that's not what this is about. This has to do with control, baby. You've gotta learn who's in charge; you were too quick. With no effort at all, you lifted me and spun me around. Your strength was evident in the ripples of your arm, the effortless grace with which you carry my weight. You made me feel light and light-headed. Then you kissed me. The kind of kiss that a woman remembers years after it has gone. The kind of kiss that a woman gets sentimental about when she talks to her girlfriends. The kind of kiss that artists spend years trying to capture on their pages, their canvas, or their marble. The kind of.