The last meters… and he’s stopping a moment. He’s looking at me. He’s watching my reactions.I can feel his inquiring eyes on me, as well as th... intensity of his will to dominate. My heart is pumping so hard that I’m trembling. I think about our conversation about your dark secrets, about that crazy idea that I suggested to you, about my own desires. Then, while I’m looking at this gorgeous African male, I grab the sheets of our bed, and I answer the black man’s question by uncovering a free. The experience was breathtaking; the campers were filled with so much love and support for one another. While there, I met one camper in particular by the name of Cora Carter. Cora was this amazing, but bratty, seventeen-year-old white girl. She was tiny, thin, a 34C cup, 5’ 2”, and 120 pounds with long, blond hair flowing over her beautifully tanned shoulders. I would also describe her as a total diva. Cora would wake up an hour early just to fix her makeup. Yep, she acted like a spoiled, yet. She also saw that it was Marilyn who was the dominant of the two and she usually got what she wanted. Mostly in the form in their sexual relations.Michelle hadn't divorced Michael but never took him back either. She permitted him to take their daughters out for the day once a month. They still loved their father and she wouldn't deprive them from seeing him.Michelle, who once thought she loved, was cold and indifferent towards him. She hadn't decided what to do with him. It was now December. You say to me, 'You're so sexy, we’re both making you so horny right now.She pulls out, I can feel how open my ass is. Then, I feel that belt slapping my ass so hard, I’m screaming. ‘Say sorry for how bad you’ve been, dirty little slut.’I say, 'I’m sorry, I’ve been bad but I won’t be from now on.'You both say, 'No, you won’t after what we're about to do.' My ass is slapped a few times more, I feel my bare ass is so hot, I don’t know if I’m hurt or if I'm enjoying rn, but still I’m.