I’m glad I did, because she had lots of hot photos of her nights out with the girls, her cleavage a make-up started doing things to me, and I he...ld my cock hard and felt her beauty.Then my phone rang. Usually in the middle of such a great wank I wouldn’t answer my phone. But this day, it was sitting right next to my computer, and I could see it was her calling. I couldn’t believe my luck. I maximized the hottest photo (bikini on the beach, youch!), and answered the call.It was. Giselle realised that she was losing all her moral inhibitions and was totally taken by her African Adonis. Never before in her life had she experienced such wonderful mental and sexual emotions. None of her white lovers had ever given her such sexual bliss; none had transformed her so totally, making her feel as if she was at the very centre of their and her universe. She recalled how she had ended by despising all her white lovers; how she had ended by mocking their failures as sexual. I took a nice long hot shower and took my time soaping up my cock and balls. After about 15 minutes of playing with myself I decided to hop in the car and drive to a nearby cruise area that is really close to my house. It is a parking lot in a wooded area where people park when going for walks down the trails. In the nice weather lots of horny men park their cars, get out, and cruise up & down the trails. In the wet cold weather not many people come down this way so it is very quiet. . I stroked her hair.“Did she hurt you slave?”“Yes, Master.” She looked at me.“Oh my word, you’re going to have a shiner there,” I said, looking at her darkening eye.“There’s more.”She disengaged herself from my arms, and began to strip off, When she was naked she turned slowly round showing me the marks of the riding crop. Ruth had been pretty free and indiscriminate with it.That was something else I had remembered about slaves; you do not allow anyone else to damage your property, it is under.