”Christy turned around to face them again and pulled her tee shirt back on.“Black-owned,” Christy smiled, “there is no easy way to tell you, s... I will just say it.”She walked back to me and took my hand.“I am black owned,” Christy smiled, her hand was shaking.“I am owned by a black man!”“Huh,” Tony said, “Owned by a black man?”“Yes, I have a black lover and he owns my body!”Sandy’s eyes popped and her mouth opened wide.“What!” Tony screamed, “Really?”“Yes, a black man owns my body,” Christy. I spanked her thighs and ass cheeks. I put my dick into her pussy. I fucked her pussy in a slow pace. I knew that she likes harder and deeper. So I decided to tease her. I fucked her slowly and gently. I leaned forward and kissed on her naked back and neck. After few more thrusts, she turned around and looked at me. She asked me, “This is not traffic filled road to go into first gear. Change the gear, fucker. I am not Princess Diana. Ride my pussy faster and harder. ” I wanted to hear this from. She swallowed Nick’s prick and reached over and started to stroke mine with her other hand. As Kathy took turns gobbling up our two pricks, I watched Mandy getting throat fucked by Meat’s giant black rod while stroking the other two cock’s . When Mandy went suck Kurt’s cock I realized that he even had Meat beat in the size department. Dude had to be a good 12 inches, and he was one of those long thin guys either, he had some extreme girth to go with the length. I’d sware it seemed to stretch. I am his for whatever purpose he needs, because he is the only man who has ever truly understood the desire, the craving, the hunger in me that's never truly satisfied.He keeps me in a bra and pantyhose most of the time, barefoot for the most part, but when I'm restrained and standing I must be wearing high heels. My hands are always bound. Always. If I need assistance, I must call the woman he's hired as a live-in "attendant" if he happens to be out of the house.Tonight I'm on the couch,.