It looked like these were scenes from the old slave south. Black people in collars and chains were being dominated and punished by white people in the...most horrible way. On one screen, a Black man who was tied to a whipping post was being whipped by a huge bull whip. The lacerations on his back and his screaming in agony demonstrated the power of the whip. In another scene, a pretty young teenage black girl was being held down and raped by a group of white boys. The girls screams were drowned. The very first time I ate her pussy I Think was the night I asked her to marry me as I thought it might draw us closer. We were on holiday in Broadstairs, Kent in July, 1968, and unusually hot July and had enjoyed a wonderful day on the beach(the following day both of us would suffer painful sunburn and couldn,t teach each other for two days). After supper we retired to listen to pop music on the radio(it was a rented house with no record player) and as soon as we were on our own stripped out. He'd had several lovers who couldn't keep blowing him when his touches and kisses and fingerings began to make them hot and they felt an orgasm coming on. He didn't know what Susie was capable of.Tom settled onto his back, and helped Susie flip around so her head was near his cock and her hot sexy pussy with his cum leaking from the cunt lips was over his face. He reached up and began caressing her hot rounded asscheeks and also began playing with her wet pussy with his fingers. As Susie tried. Rose: The worst summer ever!Me: Really? I don’t think it’s that bad. Besides, Chloe might come back!Rose: She only said that to make me feel better. She’s not coming back, I know it!Me: I’m sure you can be friends with Anna or Lisa. Lisa needs a place to stay and she could move in with you!Rose: I guess. But still, Chloe was my best friend. Listen to me crying about Chloe. And you were her boyfriend. Are you fine?Me: I’m good. I chose to stay here.Rose: Really? What do you mean?Me: She asked me.