She reached up and put her mouth on it, pants and all. "No. No. No" he said. "Not yet. You first." He turned around, still sitting on her, and tied ...the cord on each ankle. Then, moved to tie the other ends of the cords to the bed--at each corner. There she was, naked except for her bra still cupping her breasts, although not covering them, and spread on the bed. He walked out of the room into the bath room. She heard water running. What was he doing? He came back in with a wash cloth. It. ?15 minutes?, she thought, I’ll never be able to stand that?. Unfortunately for her, she didn’t have a say in the matter. Iwan undid the ropes holding her legs to the bed’s footrest and, still tied together, he bent her legs at the waist straight up in the air. With a shoulder holding her legs in that position, he grabbed the big dildo from the bedside table and with one hand holding her panties to one side, shoved the bright blue artificial cock in as far as it would go into her pussy. Loud. I got one finger and pushed into her warm cunt. I thrusted it inside her, feeling her squirm with excitement. 'Please... Oh yes!.... Please can you.. Fuck me?' She managed, and I grabbed her huge titties and tugged them hard, playing with her nipples until they were rock hard. I bent her over forward so her face and tits were squashed against the sweaty leather. I spanked her tiny, sexy 13 year old bubble butt and suddenly thrust into her. She was clearly a virgin, because her pussy was. I’m real close to my Dad. You see, after the divorce, my mother moved in with her older brother, my uncle Jean, a racist white dude who never agreed with my parents interracial marriage and was glad of their split. Face it, white guys hate seeing black men with white women and as the result of such a union, I was a constant reminder of my Uncle Jean’s complete and utter failure to prevent his sister Marlene, my mother, from crossing the racial line. The first time we met, the older white dude.