...Sometimes it was so agonizing that he was sure he would....And sometimes...Only sometimes...There was no pain at all.And he called those days "Good... - and the others he called "Bad." Forhe dwelt in a world of opposites and it came naturally to him to divide things into categories like black and white, positive and negative,long and short, male and female; and to express a preference for oneaspect over another. And to the things that gave him pleasurablesensations he gave the designation. " That's what Stacy told me – exactly those words. I'm trying to be more humble." Do you know the best approach to use to make a woman happy?" No." Ask. Ask her what turns her on ... what makes her happy ... what makes her have mind-blowing orgasms. Can I touch you here? Do you like it when I kiss your ear? Is this how you like to have your pussy eaten? Is it OK if I touch your ass? Just ask. After a while if you stay with the same girl, you'll both know each other's hot buttons and you won't. He was so sexy I would have raped him if I could. The bar was in a respectable part of town, but from the moment I walked in I could see it was a rendezvous spot for black women meeting white husbands on the sly. Fortunately David was naïve enough not to realize what kind of dive we were in.Normally David does not drink, as I said, but I guess he was feeling nervous, too, and allowed me to get several drinks down him before the appointed hour. I spotted her when she walked in and my blood ran. .. Mister.”He opened his pants, and took his huge cock out and said, “You have to pay extra if you like to fly First Class.”I was now really scared. He pushed me to sit down on the toilet. “How old are you slut?”“I’m fourteen.” I stuttered.He put his hand on my head and started to rub his hard big cock all over my face. I started to cry but he just ran his cock through my tears.“You better be quiet you little tramp or I’ll tell the captain that you’re flying first class without paying for it.”I.