I closed my eyes as I felt the wave about to hit me when Suresh suddenly withdrew his penis completely and stopped everything he was doing. I instinct...vely tried to pull him closer and moved my pussy towards his cock but he pushed me down. ‘Ohh Suresh please….’ I pleaded looking at him, my body wriggling. He was looking at me smiling ‘Please what Amishi?’.I realized what he wanted. I realized the degrading situation I was in now. I ran short of words for a fleeting moment but it was too much. Mom looked at my rising cock and smiled. Mom is wearing a red mini skirt. She quickly picked up her skirt and I could see she was wearing no underwear. Mom had long tanned legs and was wearing flat white casual shoes. When you become a sex slave, you look at a free woman as someone to fuck. I am not used to seeing my mother that way. On the other hand, as a sex slave you look more appealing to free men and woman. Kneeing before them naked just adds to your appeal. Mom stood very close to me as. "Hurry up, hag. Move yourself or I’ll have to call the police to move you." His tone was menacing and loud. Muttering, grumbling and swearing more to herself than anyone, the woman picked up the two plastic bags that contained all her possessions, pulled her ragged overcoat tighter around her body and shuffled out into the street. She was already cold and wet through. While waiting for his wife the owner decided perhaps now was time for him to have a security grill across the recess, like every. I've chatted with him, and a few others online since then. Unfortunately, I still hadn't had the chance to try one in real life, yet. I've gone out to clubs with girlfriends to try and pick up a black guy, but hadn't had any luck...Until last fall.One night, me and a friend of mine went out to a club in town. I was wearing a low cut top, showing off lots of cleavage, and a tight little skirt. I'm told I have what a lot of black guys look for. I have 36C breasts, dark brown hair, brown eyes, and.