”Blackwoman smiled at her stretching her legs on thesofa table in front. “Why don’t you tongue bathe myfeet. They are tired of walki...ng.”Blackwoman could see the woman turning all shades ofred at her words.“Why you black bitch.” The woman yelled at her walkingforward. “I’m going to kick your big black butt rightout my door.”Blackwoman snapped her fingers.There was a loud scream and the white lady jumped upand immediately grabbed her ass in. "You have lovely breasts," Herb said. "I bet you're proud of them." Uh, yes " she choked out as his hands moved back and forth between the ripe, tingling mounds. Then his hand moved inside her gown and touched the flesh of her big, round tits directly, brushing her hardening, burgeoning nipples with his palms. "Aaah," she breathed, just slightly louder than the sound of her own panting."You like that?"Cherie was afraid to say no, and if she had, it would have been a lie. Having him touch her. And dreamed of having sex, at last, with a real man. She had great desire. She dreamed involuntarily of sex at night, wetting herself and getting excited; or she dreamed during the day willfully surreal situations. And this was a surreal situation. Marianna had to flee, and instead she remained.She went to the penis and took the cock with her soft, thin and shy hand. She stroked the entire length with an open hand, from the testes to the tip. Then she closed her hand around the circumference. He took no notice and did the other the same way. He stepped back to admire his handy work for a moment and nodded to himself. He attached a chain between the two clamps and tugged at them, enjoying the way I cried and arched my back, trying to lessen the pain.?I told you I would make you pay??As he kept the chain taught, he slipped a hand between my legs, feeling my cunt. He smiled as I flushed, ashamed of the wetness he found there. He brought his wet fingers to his mouth and licked them.