”“What?” I finally looked over at the shivering pastor.He sat, soaked on the stony ground, with a perplexed expression sketched onto his drippin... face.“What the fuck does liking you have to do with it?” I returned his confused glare with one of my own.“Well it’s just that you and I don’t really see eye to eye and...” Paul took a moment to find the right words but should’ve taken longer as he failed miserably. “And there’s the whole thing with you and Allison and...”I interrupted him before he. It's better with the belt, she thought. He kicked her feet apart. The straps were fastened about her ankles. He brought his chair around and sat behind. “Try to relax.” And his fingers were at her crotch. A quick snap and he tore her underpants. They dropped about an ankle. Her thighs began to quiver when his hands came up between her legs. “C'mon. You can do this,” he whispered. “Just let everything go. Set yourself free.” She closed her eyes and tried to lose herself in his words. He was. I was a submissive cocksucker and it was time to accept that side of myself. In the following weeks I began to feel more comfortable with this revelation and was soon arranging a repeat visit. I met Pete again about a month after our 1st encounter and had a almost carbon copy of the initial meet. Once again I was on my knees with a face covered in spunk but this time however i had sucked his cock clean after he had shot his load over me and had allowed him to scoop some of the cum from my chin. That.”I grabbed the computer, and was shocked, it was a black guy ramming a petite blonde up the ass, and she was getting off on it! Amazing! I might be able to have some real fun after all! She looked down, ashamed. I lifted her chin up with one finger, and looked into her eyes, “What is wrong? There is nothing to be ashamed about; here, I’ll watch it with you.” I picked her up in my arms in a fireman’s carry and dropped her on the far side of the bed and scooted in with her. The porno started.