It seemed to glisten in the light of the room and at this point I decided that rules were intended to be broken.I had never been with a black woman, n...t that I had some fantasy about it or any reservation either. I had simply never thought about it. I applied a little more oil and as I did it rolled down the crack of her ass and disappeared from view. I started to massage the oil in and as I did so I let my thumb slide along the crack, dipping momentarily deep into the crevice that was so. In the middle of night, there was heavy rain and thunders and we lost electricity. I was scared, so I woke my cousin and he asked me to sleep in his bed.It was a single cot and there was not much place for two. I went under his blanket and hugged him from the back. He was not wearing any shirt and was only in a short. I don’t know why, but I started feeling his nipples, then his chest and then his navel. I was so aroused and hugged him tightly.He turned towards me and at the same time, I turned. " He laid back,nearly writhing from the sensations, but Riker kept him right on the cusp,right on the edge. He bucked his hips and arched his back, trying to pushharder against Riker's hand and mouth, but the man kept moving back, neverletting Pat have control. It was such a long, slow buildup, and Pat couldthink of nothing else, wanted nothing else. He didn't care how ithappened, he just knew that he needed release.Riker smiled as he edged Pat over and over again. He looked to the sideand. As any man in this Christian age, he was genuinely appalled by the acts of dark magic that were so vividly portrayed on the stage; but he also knew his own weakness. He had an unending lust and insatiable appetite for female flesh. He knew that, like Faustus, he could not turn down a night with a mythical beauty such as Helen of Troy and in his deepest heart that he would sell his soul to partake in such an exquisite carnal delight. That spark of self-knowledge made him shudder at the possible.