I wanted to make this a special event though. I decided to showerand dress in my Spade dress and outfit. The toy would have me thisevening.I stopped b...efore stepping into the warm flowing water. I hated using ashower cap but my hair was clean and a damp head wasn't comfortable. Ireached behind and pushed the medium plug into my opening. The toy feltlike it belonged there. I touched my fake breasts as I lathered my body.How long would I wait for real breasts to grow? Possibly a year? I wasanxious. “Try doing this,” he whispered in my ear as he positioned my arm. He was bending over me and I felt his erection pressing through his jeans against the back of my ass cheek. With his free hand, he ran a finger lightly over my right nipple. “Hold it right there and you should pot that one,” he chuckled before moving away. My hand startled to tremble. I missed the intended shot and potted the black ball. “Game over,” yelled Tim triumphantly and before I could straighten up he leant over me,. It started as her boss, Leon, a huge dominant black man, had requested her to be white whore he would train to teach his two nephews how to treat and control a submissive white slut. Those young black guys had not been with a woman before and Leon was very specific how black men should control white women. According to him, all white married women were to serve and obey black men in every aspect and since Ana had already submitted to him; she was the perfect white slut for those young black. 01Cockometer Ch. 01byvoucher776©(This story contains bi-curious situations. If you wish to avoid reading about two married couples exploring all aspects of their sexuality, please choose another story.) *Ben and I finished the Oahu project ahead of schedule and had two extra days, and more importantly, we had two more nights. The four of us stayed up late played cards --strip poker, of course- until were half crocked and mostly naked. I was down to my boxers and Ben was still was wearing his.