Nervously, I climbed over the front seat and into the back seat of our car. This guy, I never even got his name, already had his pants opened, his bla...ck dick out and was eagerly in position waiting for my drooling mouth to do its nasty work. With a one, two, three, I engulfed his large cock with my salivating mouth like I would eating a banana.Within moments, this guy was moaning and thrusting his hips upward trying to get every inch of his black cock into my hungry mouth. All this while my. "Oh that's..." Shane stopped talking when he saw her expression.Thia's throat tightened as she saw the way she looked in the photo; it was a picture of her and Shane, she was laughing happily, putting her hand on his face, while his arms were around her tightly, he too was smiling, but in a way she'd never thought was possible, she'd seen him smile a lot the last week, but the way he smiled at her in the picture was extremely different; it held all the love in the world, it was kind,. " she paused again, composing her thoughts, "I have to write a report on what it was really like for black slaves in America before the Civil War."I just looked at her expectantly.Finally, the dam burst and it tumbled out in torrent of embarrassment. "I want to experience the life of a black slave! I want to know what it felt like to have someone else in control of your life, to be nothing more than property. I want to BE a slave for a few days!"I studied her face before replying. "Is this a. Are you that, that angel who was in the news recently?"This time Alex couldn't resist the audible sigh he gave out. "Yeah, you got me. I'm the fabled Angel of New Orleans. But don't tell anyone, will you? What I'm doing doesn't have anything to do with religion, and I don't like the idea of misleading people. People call me that because the Seers often call me an angel when they first acquire their new vision. They see my glowing with this energy and assume I'm a messenger from God." Yeah, I.