They no longer cared about the white race. They rejected their race and were happy that they were paying their reparations to the Black race.Every nig...t, they went out on dates with distinguished Black gentlemen. They loved partying with the Black men. The Black men loved fucking the young white sluts and the sluts loved the opportunity to pay their reparations to the Black race. After the dates, the sluts returned to Dazhawn’s complex for the after party. It was attended by Dazhawn, Tyrone,. Now she leaned back against the soft green cushions of the sofa, a half-empty tumbler of red wine on the coffee table beside her. She had expected to feel bruised and raw, so she moved gingerly as she crossed her legs, even though she had no aches and she felt strangely calm and relaxed.I should be screaming, she thought. Or calling the police. Or something. But she couldn't make up her mind whether she had been outraged by the behavior of the others and herself, or secretly pleased. She knew. Again I leaned forward to kiss Ellen on her cheek as I worked my way from the sides of her breast to their now hardening nipples. As I lovingly massaged, pinch and pulled on her nipples, a soft moan of pleasure escaped from her lips. MOving from her nipples I continued to gently massaged her waist up to her lower back and then to her sweet beautiful ass cheeks. While massaging Ellen'n body I noticed the sheer beauty of her skin. She had a peaches and cream complexion. Her skin was flawless. "I really wanna eat your cum." Ohhh..." my math teacher licked his lips and nodded slowly, " ... Yeah, that's okay, Dani."He'd been watching me all through class, mostly because I couldn't sit still. My ass didn't really hurt, it was just sore and uncomfortable. Getting gang-fucked wasn't quite as much fun as I sometimes imagined it would be, at least not the next morning. But I had enjoyed it nonetheless and Miss Corinne had given it to me as a reward, I was sure. Anyway, I'd been restless.