Joyce’s breathing sped up in fear as she dialed the last number and held up the phone in trembling hands. All she got back was a dial tone. The phon... was disconnected!“What do you want? Leave me alone!”The figure outside the booth stepped around and slid something into the handle of the booth’s door. Joyce was confused at first but gasped as she realized they’d just barred her inside the booth! She grabbed the door and pushed with all her strength, but the door didn’t budge. The figure. I loved it when he started sucked my nipple and played with the other with his fingers. He was biting and pinching my tits. Slowly he moved down to my belly button to my waist and unzipped my skirt. Pulling it off quickly, he kissed my hairy cunt over my knickers. I was on fire instantly. I wanted him to fuck me hard very hard but I kept my cool and let my son explore my love valley.He removed my knickers and rubbed my lips. My pussy was wet, very wet. He lowered his head and smelled my pussy. I've not had much of a run at all, in fact. I've only been like this fora couple of months. I may have this wasted, ancient male body, but untilIT happened, I was a 23-year old woman in the best of health.Yes, really. No shit. Well, plenty of shit actually, as I need changingagain.So how did IT happen? How did I find myself like this and watch the trueowner of this body I inhabit waltz off in mine? Pull up a chair and I'lltell you.+ + +Well, that fateful day I left home for work without a care. "You're perfect." I wish." I giggled. "I can't even open a pair of pants." Use your teeth." Dave laughed. "Bite the buttons off." I will in a minute." I stuck my tongue out, feeling my whole body burn with desire and frustration."How do your parents feel about black girls?" I asked, because I wanted to know."I don't know." He shrugged. "They're pretty liberal, but they never leave the television, so..." My parents want me to marry a black guy." I confessed. "They're going to give you a hard.