After sometimes I removed her shirt, while removing her shirt my other hand got removed from her mouth, she started making yells. I once again placed ...my palm on her mouth and with other hand slapped her on her face. After couple of hard slaps she became silent, she knew that it was useless to make any tries any further. Now I started licking her boobs and sucking her nipples, with my other hand I started rubbing her cunt. She somewhat started enjoying this and kept silent. I was well aware that. For several days my anxiety and my stress levels were high. I began to do strange things. Sometimes in the early hours, I would put on my dark blue tracksuit and slip silently out of the house. I just needed to be within the comfort of the woods. In my imagination, the trees had become my friends.I even had names for my favourite ones. Things reached a crisis point when I chose Mr Patterson, a quite young Silver Birch tree, and spent several minutes talking to him. Things however soon spiralled. The light colors were sure to bring notice to my dark tan, as well as, my dark hair. I clipped my hair up quick, leaving loose the curly tendrils which draped down my neck. As I exited the bathroom wearing my dinner outfit, James was sitting on his couch. He looked absolutely exquisite. He was the kind of man who looked good in anything. He wore a pair of dark denim jeans that showed off his beautiful ass and a simple dress shirt. ‘You look awesome princess!’ he exclaimed as I did turnabouts. He had removed his clothes andI could see his black ass covered with hair hitting her like hammer. He saw me and smiled at me and said now I am doing. Her pussy was full of my juices and it was making the sound when he did it. I bent down to see his tool my god it was not a tool of my size, it was a dark monster of about inches and thickness of more than me. I was really ashamed of thinking myself great while doing her compared to the way he was hitting her.I simply sat on the chair and started.