Lisa was in and out of consciousness. Everything was a little out of focus, surreal.She realized she was back with Lamont.“U cause us all kinds of ...rief. U killed our friend.”“Shit, we been all over trying to catch up with you.”“Lucky for us the police are too stupid or too lazy, made our life easier for sure.”“I am gonna fuck dat little white ass one mo time. Den its bye bye bitch.”“Dead Bitches tell no tales.”He threw Lisa, half unconscious over a table. Cyrus held her arms and Lamont had. In fact, overt racism bothered him to a considerable degree. It always had. So, even though he wouldn't have used the word 'racist' to describe himself, he knew he'd certainly benefited, in numerous ways, obvious, and not-so-obvious, by that despicable system!So, his late night forays into on-line interracial porn had rapidly become his only form of sexual excitation, and it had become so with a truly astonishing rapidity!He found himself constantly thinking about well-endowed black men having. Hardly moving—just standing in awe. Only the announcers voice—yelling into the mic broke the silence. Jimmy had 43 yards to run. “Tweny-five—twelve--TOUCHDOWN !!! OMG the Mustangs have done it—the Mustangs have won” !! The stadium explodes. The cannons fire---boom---boom---boom. The fireworks are shooting high above the stadium---coke and pop corn are flying everywhere. The fans rush the field—elevating Carlise high above. TV crews and radio announcers come out of the woodwork—all heading. Now i need your cock. Fill me. Fuck my cunt now. It was at this time where he said nothing and placed himself at my pussy and pushed. There was a slight resistance at his size then a sensation of warmth and lust. His cock dove into my. His head hitting my g spot and his shaft sliding in from my wetness.I could feel where his head was and if felt amazing. Stretching me and hitting spots that made me scream. He was about to cum i could tell.I told him to stop. And for him to lie down and face me,.