Her ebony features twisted, and then her eyes bulged. She let out a choked gasp as she stared at my futa-dick thrusting from the folds of my pussy. My...big and throbbing cock that would give her such rapture. I smiled as ideas burst into my mind.Before she could gather herself, I shoved my panties into her mouth and said, “You apologize to me right now! With your mouth!”She breathed in the scent wreathing my panties. A shiver ran through the Black woman. Her eyes bulged. She groaned, breathing. He smiled at her, nodding in an avuncular manner. “Good girl. I know when you are trying. When you are trying your best. And I like that. I like it when you try.” He started to rub his willy through his grubby polyester trousers.“It’s been a half-an-hour. You have done your time. Come her, sit on the floor by me.”Lotte obeyed, sinking down on the floor, by the sofa. Kiffi stroked her long blonde hair, as he watched a movie on the TV. Sometimes, he gave her hair a hard yank, making her. Claire reached back and pulled Carmen’s hips into her so that Carmen could feel her wispy bush against her bare mound. Claire broke the embrace and walked around to the far side of the bed. As she pulled back the covers she seductively asked, “Care to join me?” Carmen giggled nervously, they had previously only been together naked and fumbling in the dark with their heads under the covers. This was daylight, and Claire had a confidence about her that was making her a little scared, and more. I lost my respect for them once I took my clothes off and they turned into eager, heavy-breathing schoolboys, groping clumsily, thrilled they could make me come—and they always could. He was different. We had four dates in which he touched me, flirted, even kissed me—hard, possessively—but put me away from him and sent me home after a couple of hours. ?I want you,? I had told him, stone sober, my hands fisting his jacket outside the door to my own lonely apartment. ?I know,? he said. Then his.