Though i later find out i was wrong. I asked where i could buy this drug and went there.When i went there, there were a group of black men. They sold ...this drug, i asked for the drug and they told me the pricing and all. After the exchange, i was going out that this huge black guy stopped me. He held me down on my knees. He said you are pretty boy why do you need this drug. I said nothing, i was scared though. They surrounded me, they were bigger than me. They said you cant leave. They started. " You just stay here, and I'll bring you some breakfast up and we can have a talk."Chapter the SixthIn which some help is forthcoming and two parties are satisfied, while the third is still left intact.After ordering Angelica's breakfast from cook, the maid went into the drawing room to her master."Could I have a word, please sir?" she asked as deferentially as she could manage."Oh, well, what is it?" Arthur snapped."It's really about Mrs. Robinson, sir, your mother-in-law." What about her?". They aren't going to choose an old fuck like me anyhow.Dear Human Toilet Project: I am 65 years old and retired. I am very interested in discovering the roots of a man's desire to consume a woman's waste. I would love to contribute to your research in any way I can. You can decide for yourselves if I would be a suitable toilet. All I can say is that I am willing to do this in spite of all my fears (and there are many.) Because as scared as I am, I am also intrigued and would love to have this. I began by clenching my buttocks, squeezing him then moving ever so slowly, I wanted to fuck without disturbing him, and I controlled my actions and began slowly building, that dreaded feeling every girl as she fucks a cock happened, a sudden warmth, spreading across her belly, filling her cunt, the knowledge the man is cumming inside you.I froze as if punishment to him for not giving me what I desperately wanted, I was angry and frustrated as I looked down on the man that created me, then I.