I believe he was getting close but wanted to make it last. He motioned for me to let him suck my dick and I pulled away from the finger saying “hol...d on a minute” and stuck my cock through the hole. I felt a very nice warm wet mouth circle my rock hard cock. Just then I heard a knock on the door and I opened it. This great looking professionally dressed black married man was standing there saying “let me in, I want to finger your ass some more”. I let him in and he stuck his finger in my. “First we need to clear a few things up. We are into BDSM and when I ask you a question your answer is always Yes Sir or No Sir. Is there anything you won’t do?” He asked.Kali thought for a second and answered, “No k**s, no peeing or shitting on me, no a****ls, no belts. I haven’t done enough to know what else I won’t do so that’s all I’ve got.”“You obey when I tell you to do something. You don’t question you just say Yes Sir. I won’t force you to do anything that will cause anyone harm. We move onto the bed and remove the rest of our clothes. My cock is standing at attention, ready to get in on the action. You get on your knees and wrap your hands around it - gently stroking it while looking at it and up at me. There is something about looking down at your naked body, knowing your pussy is still wet and swollen from being worked over - seeing in your eyes the lust - it makes me want to explode. You tickle my head with your tongue and lick up and down my shaft before taking me. “Oh, I learned all kinds of good information on you the other night, you should know some about me. Yeah, mom was a slut, and expected me to be pure. Funny thing was, in at least one way I was until I was 17. Yeah, had a few boyfriends, mostly touching each other a lot. Gave my first blowjob at 16, and yes I like it. Kind of a sense of power, and I like making others feel good. But even then I stood out. Bookworm, quiet, tomboy, always riding my bike in jeans, never wearing skirts or dresses.