Oh god is so beautiful, orgasm after orgasm I get, something that can not be experienced with my husband, this black male is created for the pleasure ...f women, white women, oh sweetheart how big you are, fuck me, only you can enter so deep inside me, in my pussy....fuck me baby, fuck me, i'm yours, my white pussy belongs to your black cock, you make me a woman, such strong orgasms and such sex only a black man can give to a white woman,oh Orhans fuck me, don't stop, it's so beautiful, fuck this. No more thinking of our bodies intertwined beneath the sheets of my bed. No more thoughts of kisses and soft caresses pressed against my aching flesh. No more wishing for his hands to roam eagerly over every inch of me. No more fantasizing of pianos and a home filled with love, safety, warmth, and family. All of these are merely dreams that can never be and if I hold onto them then I will never know peace. We will never be together and I know that, with every bit of my being, I know it but God,. . well you don't want to know!" eagerly my tongue snaked along the leather, breathing in the smell of the leather made my head spin! My tongue ached from licking toe to top, her face never changing stern to the point of teacherish, turning the booted feet to make sure I cleaned them all.My face dropped as she walked away from me, heels clicking past my body, I couldn't see anything, ropes loosening around my legs as her gloved hands gripped my ankles she pulled them apart as wide as they could. He stopped though and looked at the bedroom windows. “Oh no,” she moaned as he reached them. “Nice day like this it’s a shame not to let the fresh summer air in,” he commented. Crystal could do nothing to stop him as he returned to her bedside. Her next door neighbours would be in the garden; that nice, retired, quiet couple that liked to sit on the patio in the morning sun and read their daily papers over coffee. They had been there last time; sitting quietly, sipping iced lemonade in the sun.