He looked atme and the bottle of poppers. Opening the bottle he said "have some sissysauce honey, you may need them" With that he made me sniff some m...re. Iwas floating when he dropped his pants and pulled his shaved dick fromhis boxers and put it to my mouth saying only "suck it popper sissy". Iwas to helpless to resist at that point and opened my mouth. I sucked astold and soon had a mouth full of warm creamy cum.Drew thanked me and fed me more poppers. That dam sissy sauce made me. It was steadily going up and up. It’s a human body. Our mind may understand taboos, morality, inhibitions and other forbidden aspects, but body doesn’t. When a river is desperate to break its embankments, you can’t stop it. And in moments, when the lust is too strong, your mind won’t listen to you. The desperate river will wash away the dams that you may like to construct. I wanted to touch his throbbing cock. But immediately felt that at least he must complete the massage before anything gets. His mother was a “mulatto,” meaning that her father – unknown, but probably the Lord of the Manor – was white.She was technically a free woman, having been freed by her master at his death, but her life was not much better than when she was a slave. She eked out a living in one of Vidalia’s “sporting houses.” His father... also white... probably from Natchez... was also unknown. Thus, through the introduction of two generations of unknown white fathers, the heritage of his mother’s had been. A few days passed, we never spoke anything about this and she was acting normal with me. One day, I came early from college as I bunked the classes because they were fucking boring. It was noon and my father was at the office.My mother served me lunch and I started eating. Suddenly, out of nowhere, she asked, “How’s your that? Are the rashes gone?”I was in deep shock and in hesitation I said, “No. No. Yes. Yes, they are gone” and continued eating. Even though I was nervous, my mind was like,.