Though I'm past the point of putting up any resistance to him I'll often be put in restraints at Daddy's whim if he feels like he's "in the mood." The...sex is rough as a matter of course. No thought is given to my comfort or feelings. Only thing that matters is being a set of willing holes Daddy can get off into, a kind of sex doll made of real flesh, made all the more enjoyable when you can feel its resistance break down to the point mine has.Cum has become an intricate part of my diet, an. I pushed his face on it. He eagerly licked my clit. "Oh, you taste so good. I never knew black pussy was this sweet and juicy." He took a finger and fucked my hole as he sucked my clit. I was in heaven. I began moving my hips to his rhythm and soon I was have a hard orgasm. "Ahhh.... Ohhh.... FUCK....FUCK....FUCKING SHIT!!" I moaned loudly. I laid there catching my breath. When I opened my eyes Paul was unzipping his pants and out popped the thickest white cock with a red mushroom head that. While she was making calls I ran to the liquor store and stocked up. We ate food from cans, but drank like kings in those days.When I got home people were already arriving. Some of them I knew a little bit and some I was just meeting for the first time. This tall skinny girl named Liz walked through the door. I was blown away with how pretty she was. She dressed like what I guess would be called a "Fly girl" back in those days. Loud colors, tight pants, crop top. She had long brown hair pulled. We reached Sid’s home at about 1 pm much earlier than we were expected to take. Here begins the real story.Bindu and I had the lunch prepared and kept by her mom. She took the tablet and she was sleeping in her room above. I too locked the door and decided to take a nap. It was about 4 pm when I was woken by a tapping on my shoulder. It was Bindu“What happened Bindu? Everything OK?”“Yes Sarfaraz I’m feeling much better now but only one help. My leg has started paining.”“Should I call up Sid or.