I felt wholly as one with her. Would we share equal joys? My vision blurred as tears filled my eyes. I had never known such love, given or received. I... knew she understood my feelings for her when her arms tightened around me and her hands stroked my back.I heard the gurgling of water and looking up in the mirrors could see fresh water filling the bottom of the tank. The tank filled quickly and we were soon completely submerged once more. We were immersed in our own world of pain but also of. I did so and as I passed him I was ready for another lash but it didn't come. But as I crawled into the shower I felt him move and there it came. Slap! Right across my ass! I jumped and nearly knocked all of my shampoo and conditioner bottles down. Slap! Again on my right thigh as he yelled, "Clean yourself up and that hole of yours. You smell like dirty cum!" Bill pulls the shower curtain closed and the door closed. I did what he said and as I was reaching for my enema kit, I saw that I had a. She moved her instrument over the muscles of his abdomen. Jean didn’t react but let his legs fall apart, exposing himself more fully. Yvette moved her instrument across and slowly down Jean’s thighs…on either side of his “endowment.” Jean’s hand moved to hers, jolting her, but petting her skin in consent and approval. She kept on with her attentions, feeling erotic emotions in her breathing, her face and breasts hot. She was filled with an animal’s desire for completion, to be taken. . He knew there was nothing he should fear but he somehow felt that despite protestations to the contrary many of his male colleagues weren't as comfortable as they claimed to be about mixed-race relationships. Indeed, Alex wondered himself what people thought when they saw him in the park hand-in-hand with a black woman who was probably ten years younger than him. Did they think he was a lucky bastard? Or were they wondering how much he paid for her services? It wasn't so much Lakeisha's.