.it really got into my head that night. I eventually learned to play the main theme on the piano but nowhere near as well as Suzanne.We got a bite to ...eat afterwards and chatted excitedly about the ballet on the way home. At the door, I expected the usual kissing and groping but Suzanne invited me in to listen to Swan Lake on their console stereo. Everyone was asleep so we kept the music down and cuddled on the sofa. Of course, eventually, I kissed my girlfriend and whispered in her ear that I. I soon came to a small clearing only eight feet or so in size, and noticed a rather large black guy standing to the side of it stroking an impressive, semi-hard cock. He appeared to be in his 40's, stocky, with shaved head. As I approached, he kept stroking. When I got into the clearing, he walked over to me and felt my growing bulge. When I didn’t pull away, he reached up and pulled my tee shirt off, then unbuttoned my shorts and let them drop to the ground. I wasn’t wearing any underwear, so. From then on, I avoided meeting Zara at any place but rest of my life went on with the same joy. On a day out of blue, I received a WhatsApp video of me screwing my girl. I was shell shocked to see myself on my terrace. Next came a text ” If you don’t want this video to be posted in all porn sites better get naked but with a towel, blindfold yourself and wait near the door until it rings. If you don’t follow any of these instructions, Your life will be fucked.” I searched that number in true. Are you feeling well-rested, baby? she asked me sweetly. Yea, momma. Umm, you got something on your face mommy. Oh my, Im sorry. Mr. Stevens left that for me today. But you already know that, dont you? she said slyly as she used her finger, scooped it off her face, and popped it into her mouth. I didnt say anything, and just looked down at my breakfast as I blushed. This trend continued for every weekend that my father was away (which was often), up till I turned 11. When I turned 11, I started.