Her hands tangled in my hair, forcing my face into her wetness, as I tongued her clit and pussy. The forcefulness excited me even more, before long, ... was hard again. She finally cried out, I need you inside me! I didn't need to be asked twice as I slid between her legs and rammed my cock home. She seem to cum almost instantly as I pounded away. Having just orgasm-ed, I was able to keep fucking her to another orgasm before finally emptying my load deep inside. We fell asleep soon after.It. She thought for a few moments and then told me that before the arcade wasrebuilt sometime in the Sixties, she'd been told some time ago by an oldand much valued customer of theirs about an old Irishman many yearsbefore the war, who had run an old junk shop apparently on this very samespot called she thought SRU though she had no idea what it meant.And that it was well known that on every Christmas Eve he would dress upas Father Christmas and stand in front of a sledge drawn by two livereindeer,. The situation escalated into the boys reaching under her shirt to squeeze her nipples bare. It was so bad it was happening everyday. The bus driver simply ignored it. He enjoyed watching it from the rear view. For the 30 minutes she rode to school each morning, every horny boy took a turn squeezing her perky nipples. By the time they reached the school, the girls shirt was visibly stained from leaking nipple juice and even blood. The girl was in pain for the entire day. After a while, all the. "Oh fuck yes! oh fuck yes!" she moaned excitedly as her little wet pussy slid up and down my hard shaft.I have to admit, I had never had sex with a black woman before, and to see my big white cock slipping up inside a little black pussy over and over again was really exciting, and as she rode me eagerly, groaning loudly as she did, I had to do everything I could from wanting to blow my load deep inside of her."Oh fuck! oh fuck! oh fuck!" Trisha groaned repeatedly as she continued to ride me so.