She could see the black man in the mirror kneel down between her legs to remove her panties. He left her sexy high heels on her dainty little feet. It...was almost as if she was watching an interracial porno movie where she was the starring actress.Marcus kissed the inside of her trim ankle before moving up her shapely legs. As he got closer to her heated loins, he could smell the wonderful aroma of her feminine perfume as well as the White Shoulders perfume that she had so wickedly sprayed down. Her pussy seemed to flood with wetness and soon the noise of my tongue on a very wet pussy was ringing in my ears.She started moaning loudly. She held my head tightly to my pussy and whimpered. I knew she was close to orgasm, so I pulled away, I stood up and watched her curse me for not finishing her off. I laughed and climbed on top of her. We lay there making out for a full five minutes before I decided it was time for her to get what we both needed.I moved her legs apart and slipped my cock. "Yes ... but I won't…" He laughed. "Tell me sweetheart, do you really believe that what YOU want,has any meaning in this place?" She remained quiet, biting her lip and looking down at the painful clamp. He clamped the other nipple. Watching as she winced and fought back a screamof pain. "There are a lot of nerve endings in the female body," he told her, his voicealmost conversational, "little painful places. I know them all. I can magnifythis pain a thousand, a million times. "You're sick," she. Hell, I've even check you out."I could feel my face turn a few shades of red. I was in decent shape to be in my mid-forties. I tried to stick to an exercise program that kept me fit without bulking me up. And no, I didn't wear underwear. I liked the freedom it allowed. When erect, my cock is a little over eight inches long and fairly thick, but when flaccid, the stiffness goes away but I retained the majority of its size.As we got up to leave, we happened to get behind a family at the register..