" But there was no more. A concoction of semen, vaginal juices and a little blood flowed out of Sam's pussy and between the cheeks of his posterior on...o the bad. "Oh, yuck. That puts a real damper on things," thought Sam. "Let's shower," said Steve. Because the juices were still flowing out of him, Sam kept one hand between his legs as they walked to the shower. The two people washed each other under the warm cascading water. "Barbara, you appear to have enjoyed yourself. " as she slipped back in with more fingers attending to my pleasure."Oh! There! Right there..." I cried, desperate to cum as she sped right up.High pitched moans followed my hip thrusts which brought on my explosive orgasm. She knew how to rub me right, even after I came so that I wasn't too sensitive.With my legs still apart and my pussy still exposed, she lent over to slurp at the juices splayed across the folds and my thighs. Her tongue nicked at my g string, which felt like it had been. He asked her why, because he was black and she was white? She said that caught her by surprise and she let him in. As soon as she closed the door he asked her if she was prick teasing him out at the pool yesterday. She said he was a big boy for his age probably 6' and close to 200# and she was getting a little scared. She told him she wasn't and that she was a happily married Christian woman and would never do anything like that. He started walking toward her and said he thought she was and. It was torture and I realised if I wanted to escape this life, I would have to do it on my own. It wasn’t by running, many children ran from the workhouse and they were always brought back, some alive, others not so fortunate. No, it was by doing something which my parents had always dreamed of, learning. I was fortunate my mother had taught me to read and write and by saving the few coins the workhouse paid, I bought books and spent my every spare moment studying. By the time I had entered my.