”“It’s a bit more complicated than that for me.”“Look I ain’t no counselor. Do you wanna suck this big dick or what?”Kijani nodded.Woods...unbuckled the belt and pulled down the tight pants. Kijani ran his smooth hands along the muscular thighs. He opened his mouth to accept the large floppy piece of meat. He sucked it and it grew. Woods had been correct - it was every bit of 11 inches.Woods instructed, “Stand up and bend over. We can’t take too long in here.” He spread the supple booty cheeks. Could I really go through with this? Could I really stand all it would bring?But if my mind was confused, there was no denying what my body wanted. As the clips dug hard into my nipples for a fourth time I could feel the lubrication flowing between my thighs. To my horror, I could smell myself becoming aroused too; and if I could smell myself, my torturer certainly could.“I asked, Pam, whether you were ready to suck me now!”James’ voice was angry but it was a stage-anger rather than real rage.. It was the end of Feb and there was a little chill in the air. I had booked a ticket in the chair car of a train. It was a morning 6 hr journey. Anyways I reached station about 30 mins before the train was supposed to leave and killed my time by having tea and reading the paper at the station. of course, I ogled at the ladies/girls traveling. I had decided to buy a novel thinking like always it’s going to get difficult to kill time on the train and the novel is going to be my only savior.I kept. "Michelle said, "OK. So how did feel going out with a man?"Regina said, "Strange but I was reassured that he was as nervous Iwas."Michelle said, "I still can't picture myself dating a man that wouldalmost be gay."Regina said, "Remember 1 baby step at a time. It took me over a yearbefore going out on my first date and you know what the thought ofgetting married terrifies me especially the thought of a man's penisinside me."Michelle laughed at that comment.Michelle said, "Are you sure it isn't.