Black! I sat down with my legs crossed and my slightly lifted towards the side he was on. He looked me up and down, then reached down and grabbed my p...ntyline, "you know your panties are riding up past your pants right?", I giggled and told him it happens as I smiled and licked my lips.The older black gentleman grabbed my ass with one of his big strong defined hands. He grabbed it through my leather pants and squeezed my thick meaty buttcheek. I couldn't help myself anymore as my mind raced. Largely beef cattle, but a few dozen sheep for the kitchen." "Small?" "About 30,000 acres." "Will you live there?" "I doubt it. I'm working on a postgraduate degree in entomology. I suppose I'll try for a post with the CSIRO." "Gordy's part-time at the Australian Museum," Diana added."I was interested in this area – because of Banjo – and Diana mentioned she was from here." "You read much poetry?" "Probably not as much as I ought." "I was never able to keep track what it was about. Rum-tum-tum,. That first time I didn't enjoy it much, oh it was exciting and scary but it also hurt a lot. The next time he did it to me it was a lot better, I was just getting into it when he came and he left me high and dry. After that I walked home looking about the dark streets half hoping some one would jump out and rape me.When you are on your own you can conjure up any sexy scene you want, as I said, I had a thing for rape fantasises, I still do as a matter of fact. The thrill of being dragged off. "I'm the boss here, Teach. Remember?" I nodded my head. "Good girl."Jamie then slid my thong down over my bubble butt, and grabbed both butt cheeks, spreading then apart. "Such a nice juicy ass. Can't wait to see it jiggle as I pump my cock into your tight little hole. Is it wet for me, Teach?" Jamie asked as he ran his finger down my stomach, stopping just before he got to my pussy. "Yes." I said. "Why?" Jamie asked. "Tell me why it's wet?" "Mmm," I moaned, "its because of you." Jamie took his.