"Now I need a rest!" She sighed contentedly as she lowered herself down, sitting squarely on his face. He could see only acres and acres of creamy thi...h flesh and her soft, doughy ass. She ground her butt into his nose, snickering at him while her cock continued to ooze. "Oh, you're quite the comfy seat, boy!" As her massive ass cheeks engulfed his face, James' thoughts turned to how he had become a slave to this crazy shemale.He had learned about her via an online ad. A woman had advertised. She did great mixing in some various progressions, including some that were just dissonant enough to work perfectly. When it was my turn, I showed off but also showed I was not very well practiced, as I had a few mallet slips along the way, but I didn’t sound too bad. We played the theme through one last time and had a strong ending with a mutual grand chord.Our audience applauded while we four just smiled at each other. Carol was first to speak, “That was really exciting. Do you have more of. He could tell by how hard I was that I needed and wanted him more with each passing mile. By the time we arrived at the coffee shop it was all I could do to not give into my needs in the parking lot. Only his promise to meet again the following night allowed me some control. As we said good bye, I gave him my cell phone number and we agreed to meet the following evening at 8:00 at “the room”.As I mentioned in the first part of this story, I have a small room, really a cabin I use as an escape. He stayed still for a few moments, waiting for her very tiny anus to accommodate his very thick cock. He stared at me as he pressed forward, until half of his nine inches were buried in her asshole.He paused a few seconds; but he then thrust his black cock as far in Anita’s asshole as it could go. She began thrusting back at him."Ohhh! Fuck me, you nigger bastard!!! Rip my asshole up!!!“Fuck me harder!!” Anita begged him, almost crying in tears.Ramon slapped my wife’s buttocks, as she rocked.