Grace had figured he would take a photo, maybe two and then stop. But from the way he was going about it, she knew these photos were going to come out... amazing- and that Matt was going to have a heart attack. clickShe grabbed her hair with both hands and bent one of her knees like a magazine cover, feeling her confidence rise. She could see the man crack a smile from behind the phone, which only reassured her.clickThe man kept the phone up, ready to take still more photos. Grace thought to. He then broke the kiss“Thanks for the towel.” She muttered, trying to sound composed.“Thanks for that big booty!” He shot back“Hehe!” She laughed and moved her hand towards his crotch “Well thank you for that nice…big… black… dick!”“Anytime! If you ever make it out to East LA, come by our block and we’ll show ya our skills!”“Maybe…” She replied, winking before grabbing her sarong off the bench and walking out the door.As soon as she got outside it hit her, she must have been in there for an. We sit and eat, James asks me if I'm going to work today.I tell him yes, he then asks why I'm wearing jeans to the office."I don't know how you get away with it," he says finishing off his toast."Well I do get away with it and I'll only be in the office preparing fora court case.He nods, and rushes off to shower and gets dressed, I open my laptop andcheck my work emails and read some news, then clean up the kitchenAbout 20 minutes later I walk into his bedroom soon after I hear hishairdryer. The fourth is too much, and I squeal "One thank you MistressBlack, please may sissy dumbfound have another?"I can feel her sense of satisfaction from that, and grit my teeth for thenext blow, but scream out the line anyway.. after all, I rationalise, I'mnot asking for more, I'm asking for 'sissy dumbfuck' to have some more.And they're not me! They're not!Buy the twentieth blow, the twenty third in reality, I'm sobbing, and thelines are blurred through my tears, and my ass is on fire!"Hmm.. I.