I pushed harder. Carsina's back arched. Her head lifted up, stirring her vibrant, red curls. They spilled off her shoulder as she whimpered. Her assho...e spread wider and wider.Her sphincter swallowed the tip of my cock.She let out a yelp of shock, her bowels squeezing about my thick tip. The velvety friction engulfed my dick as I pushed forward. I slid into her tight, hot sheath. Pleasure rippled up my shaft to my aching balls. I groaned as I sank deeper and deeper into her bowels.“Master!” she. Looking up at me she smiled commenting on the generous flow of pee I produced, mentioning how clean shaven I was around the crouch area, she had not seen a man so shaven and thought it made my cock look a good deal longer, it was a bit of a strain to pee through an erected cock and I expected it to whither once I had peed, as it usually does, I was a bit taken back when she leaned across and gently stroked my meat, I have to admit my lust took over as my mind started to anticipate the. .. I just melted..... soon I was typing all sorts of obscene images to him, typing as fast as one hand could go..... masturbating with the other. He did things to me and said things to me that most men would not think of..... like assfucking me and then making me clean his cock off with my tongue.... he was quite explicit that my pleasure was quite inconsequential to him, and that the only purpose of this cybersex was for HIS pleasure. That night I emailed the text of my "My Conversion to Black. I was also thinking of Jan who would stay more than four weeks without sex.On the Tuesday, while going to the customs office I saw a man walking to the post office looking like Mr Roger the soap factory supervisor (chapter 01). I walked quickly and said good morning Mr Roger, he stopped and turned and he was surprised to see me. He said he left the soap factory nearly two years ago for a better job in a distillery which he already left because he his migrating to England the following week.He.