“Get the fuck out of here, nigger” she heard her father say. “There is no way that my baby daughter is going out with a nigger coon like you.”...arci was mortified. Her parents were racists just like Kimberly said. She ran back to her room and sobbed her eyes out. Jamal didn’t need to stick around. He had just needed to prove to Marci that her parents were racist. Marci’s mother came to Marci and tried to console her but it was clear that she agreed with her father. “Both of her parents were. . what are you doing?' She stood still, looking at the few words. After a while she shrugged. 'Suppose there's not much I can do just now anyway... ' Suddenly uninterested in cooking, she put together a sandwich and clamped it into the sandwich toaster. The kettle boiled and she made tea, then as the timer bleeped, she took the toastie to the table.Her current reading matter, a thriller, failed to hold her attention as she ate, or, afterwards as she finished her tea. For the first time, she. In a very short time she was bobbing her head up and down a very hard cock, then she pulled off long enough to shout 'harder, fuck me harder'. There I am pounding away hard, when she really starts to buck hard on me and moan around Mike's cock. Then I felt my balls hit his hand and realized he was rubbing her clit as well. He moved his hand a little so as we didn't touch, (thank you Mike, LOL). Her moans turned to loud grunts, her bucking was hard to hang onto. It was obvious she was. "Sort of. I wasn't going to say no if you took me up on the offer but guessed that you are too much of a goody-two-shoes to do so." Goody-two-shoes?" Yeah, you wouldn't dare. You're too normal."Lydia stared at Ezra, and a smile crept over her face. "OK you are on. What do I do?"Ezra smirked and then laughed. "Oh very good." No I am serious," Lydia replied and got up, gesturing for Ezra's hand. "Unless you're now a chicken?" Ezra watched as she bit her lip and shrugged. "I gotta learn. I ain't.