Peter is my brand new table. His strong back is able to support my handcuffs, scented candles, and a blindfold which all come into play. You see, I’m cuffing Peter so he can’t move and touch his pathetic pecker. Then I’m going to drip hot wax on his back. I wouldn’t be doing all this if his cock was a reasonable size but he’s white so it isn’t. Charlie Mac finally showed up and gave a live demonstration as to how Candy Monroe gets satisfied. His fat black cock nearly reached the middle of my stomach and I must have soaked his cock several times in the process. My little princess was there the entire time to get some pointers. The sad sack of shit did a decent job of cleaning the black jizz off of me. pay close attention to the clean up. You can pinpoint the exact moment his soul leaves his body.