Even my terminally dormant organ was twitching around. As a note here, I have to admit to a couple of recent semi-romances that dissolved for my lack ...f ability to perform. In other words, I had a bad case of LDS or limp dick syndrome. This ED stuff was so bad nothing seemed to get a rise out of me. Even the miracle pills the doc gave me didn’t work. So it was a surprise that I was beginning to tent my pants. It was time for me to get away from this lady. All I needed was some husband to come. This guy was different; he was masculine,confident, and handsome. But I also watch Criminal Minds. This is thetype of situation where the guy turns out to have a perverse need to cutthe people up for their body parts.Unable to decide, I to drove to a CVS down the street from his hotel.It had been a while since any guy had his dick up my ass, that guy wassmaller in stature than Allen. I decided to eliminate one possible issue(excruciating pain) by buying a small tube of Vaseline.The old Indian. I noticed the attendant’s eyes were following Ana’s swaying hips.She was wearing a pair of tight shorts and a t-shirt, which accentuated her nice curves. Her toned legs looked even longer in her black high heels. I could understand this black guy…I fantasized briefly about Ana sucking and fucking his black dick.As we had dinner, I looked around, noticing that every man there was black. Black men of varying ages and body shapes; including the cook, who came out of the kitchen and walked towards. As the buzzer rang I began to wonder what my punishment could be. Maybe overnight the lady would’ve calmed down and realised it was a simple mistake, a light spanking and I’d be on my way. “Sarah, I was hoping you’d be late so I could add another punishment, but make your way to reception now and we’ll get this over with” the voice shot down the speaker. With that, the door unlocked and for the first time, I was alone and not locked in a room.The corridor was dimly lit, I noticed a few other.