Your curly dark hair fell to your shoulders framing your beautiful face. You had high cheeks, just slightly colored and glowing eyes that sparkled wit...h your delicious smile. Your full, soft lips glistened softly and I was overcome with an overwhelming need to taste them.Your slender long neck brought my eyes down to the plunging neckline of the clingy white sweater that displayed your breathtaking cleavage. I wanted to lay my hands upon you, feel the softness of your flesh, the fullness of your. He had probably showered about two to three hours ago. For the first time ever, I was turned on by a man's odor. "Worship my black cock boy. Kiss it while I lie down on the bed, and suck it like it's the only thing in the world to you." My tongue started to dance around his beautiful mushroom thick cock head. I started bobbing my head up and down, taking in an extra inch of black cock until it hit the back of my mouth. Damn... it must be at least 7 inches long. But it tasted good, clean, fresh. At the end of the corridor, Sandy unlocked a door and the two went inside. Tereza Aucune was sitting on the edge of the simple wooden framed bed, still naked. A single steel chain ran from her ankle to a ring in the wall. Next to her, on the bed, a pile of clothes lay untouched. On the table beside the bed, a simple meal had been ignored. Her face was streaked with tears, her expression bleak and empty."Tereza," Sandy said gently. "There is someone to see you."The girl looked up. "Do you have. ...I've not been very interesting to the girls I know. I mean you went to that school, you have to play a sport to even be considered."She thought about that for a moment and nodded, "I was going to try and argue with you, but then I remembered my first boyfriend was on the basketball team. But it is a shame you know? With the way you play guitar you should be able to sit in the quad and play only to have girls run over and throw underwear at you. Guitarists are pussy magnets."I laughed, "Well.