“Come on then, suck”!I sucked his dick as hard as I could, running my tongue around his fleshy member. There was no taste but I could feel him gro...wing. He rammed it in and out of my mouth as the tall male just stood back and watched. I sucked him off for a couple more minutes and I swear I tasted his pre-cum; a salty taste that made me swallow and suck more to try to get rid of it.“That’s enough of that, get him up on that bench”, ordered the tall male.I was hauled to my feet, my cock had. There is however, a more accepted (or at least one that goes unchallenged or noted) attitude that often takes the form of someone's excuse of "preference."Examples can be as simple as "I was just brought up that way, it's not you." or "I only go out with *blank*, that's just my preference" etc.Being black, white or anything else does not limit the persons ability to be "attractive," if it does then it says more about you than you care to admit and maybe - just maybe - you need a reality check.. One of the others was standing between my legs, his long thin cock deep inside me and pushing hard and fast. Two more stood at the edges of the table, each with his cock in one of my hands. Their faces were pale and smooth, another result of whatever had been done to them. I closed my eyes so I didn't have to look at them.After just a few minutes, the man in my mouth started shooting his jism down my throat. Even though he'd fucked me not an hour earlier, he was pumping fistfuls of the warm goo. I began to dress in my dear departed wife's clothes. I began to get thisdesire to wear some babyish clothes. I had this image in my mind of one ofSamantha's maid being my Nanny and taking care of all my needs. I was evenprepared to wear a nappy. My thinking I was tired of caring for myselfandI wanted someone to do everything for me.I was in the bath one morning when Samantha and one of the maids, Beverlycame into the bathroom.Samantha said, "Jenny, Beverly is here to make sure you bath.