Your tongue seeks refuge between my lips and I allow it- our tongues dance, sliding against each other, caressing- you suck on my tongue and I groan. ...I’ve been hot all day thinking about this. Your arms encircle me and clutch me to you. I can feel the beginning of your arousal-the one which gave you such shame the last time. Your mouth latches onto my neck, suckling, marking my pallid skin. I whisper your name like a prayer and you gaze at me with the eyes that capture the emotion of love. “that feel good boy? That sweet hole feels like lava its so hot for Daddys dick” I bit my lip and nodded trying to ignore what now felt like throbbing as I was split in half. “tell daddy you want his dick baby boy tell me how it feels inside of that sweet boy hole”“Daddy it feels so good I want it all fuck me please”“that’s it boy, that hole opening right up for your Black Daddy to enter”He pushed harder now, and I felt the rest of his cock slip deep into me as I gasped. He held himself deep. Henderson, and some of the others.’ Mary lifted Sorrel’s head. She wrapped her in her arms, ‘We’re at the bottom right now. This is the worst. Let’s get you to bed. We’ll start tomorrow. Tomorrow we’ll start afresh.’ Fletcher was headed into the kitchen. He needed another cup of coffee. It had been a long night, but he knew he wouldn’t be able to sleep. Mary, with her arm around Sorrel helped her upstairs to her rooms. She got her out of Fletcher’s sweater, and into some pajamas. She tucked. I've mostly talked to Emily and know she's responsible for some of it, but I know many people have been involved in ways I'll probably never know." He stopped, took a deep breath, and continued. "I'm going to have my hands full with picking up the pieces and making a new life with the way everything has changed over the past few weeks, but I know it will be easier because I have friends to take care of me. Again, from the bottom of my heart, thank you."Emily spoke up again. "Dave, the truth is.