I screamed for joy, I could suddenly feel everything and nothing, as my orgasm hit me like an unstoppable freight train.Gasping for air, my hand slapp...ed my needy clitoris as fingers twisted around inside my hidden depths, stretching my tightening hot slippery walls, finding my secret spot which I fingered like a ragtime pianist.Suddenly the train had become a rollercoaster, a kaleidoscope of colours played across the insides of my flickering eyelids. Heat and tension tore through me. I shook. Sandra gasped as she saw his erect penis pointing straight at her. “What’s the matter miss” he said laughing “you never a big black cock before”. Sandra shook her head but her eyes zeroed in on the man’s impressive equipment. He walked into the water and pressed his body to hers. She could feel his cock now pressing into her stomach. He leaned down and kissed her. At first she tried to push him away and then, as if surrendering to a superior force, returned the kiss.He smiled and kissed her. I loved going into his room. Everything in here smelled of him. His room was pitch black so as I came running in there I tripped onto his skate board and bruised my knee. Jake came to the rescue, with hello kitty Band-Aids, he knew I loved.He knew my secrets and I knew his. We laid on his bed together. Cuddling and listening to music. I ran my fingertips across the scars he had on his arms. Seeing these scars reminded me of the scars I had, the scars that can’t be seen only felt. I saw new. Slowly it dawned on him that his mother had done all that she could for him, and what his sister had said was indeed true.From here on in he was the ONE in charge and the wellbeing of anyone he selected was all down to him. If his mother was right with her hints it would probably be more than just the half-a-dozen people he picked now. The fact that he had his own private escort through the extraction process, who was dropping none-too-subtle hints already, seemed to confirm that belief.“Yes.