Andrew’s Cross, something that I’ve fantasised about for quite a while. There was a spanking bench, an upright black barred cage and a few other t...ings I wasn’t even quite sure what they were. A tin bucket next to the large old fashioned fireplace held what must have been a dozen wooden canes and thin nasty looking black horse whips. Hanging on the back wall next to the st Andrews cross were also several thick plaited leather bull whips which were absolutely terrifying. (I can feel myself. They seemed fine with my explanation. "What did you want"?Danny spoke up, "Susan and I have not worked together in a while. We thought it would be nice if we could work on the roof repair together. You want those bedrooms fixed soon and Susan is the best carpenter of the girls".When he finished I could see from the expression on his face he really did not expect me to allow the two of them to be alone together. Susan must have egged him into asking. Of course, with what Danny and I have been. I was paralyzed as I watched this big black man pounding Jane's cunt. He started slapping her ass and calling her a black cock slut and she would just scream back, "yes, yes, fuck me Derek".The only time she was loud with me was when I was in her ass, but she was never this loud! Finally Derek looked over at me and said "get over here and take her panties off and stuff them in this bitch's mouth". I was nervous but I slipped the thong down over her fuck me pumps and I walked around the table. We also talked a bit about Civia. We agreed that as much as we would love to have her on the high-school team with us for the three years after this, we thought that she would be better served by getting involved with the national team’s prep system. We agreed that we needed to ask Coach about that, and I was elected. After I finish this, we are going to bed. My wives say, “hi,” Ms. Diary.September 22, 2017Dear Ms. Diary, I woke abnormally early this morning, so caught up on diary entries and.