There are quite a few black female students there and they are affected by the dearth of black college men. I feel for the sisters, I do. When I atten...ed Brockton Community High School, there were lots of young black folks there. I wish more of us went onto higher education. But many of us didn’t. Many of my fellow young black men became fathers before their time, or had run-ins with the criminal justice system. It’s an all too common story. At Bridgewater State College, I joined the campus. .. fuck me," you whimper softly, almost imperceptibly. "I can't hear you, when you whisper, girl. What was that?" "Sir please... please fuck me. I need you... I need your cock, Sir. Please... " you say, louder this time. "That's much better. I want you to always use your words - you know how it turns you on and how it pleases me," I tell you. "Yes Sir," you say. I lean forward and kiss your neck right where your neck meets your shoulder. A hot spot for you and I know it all too well. "Ohhh...". It was a curtain in the window, moving just enough to let me know she was there, watching me.Just great. Today was going to be the same as the last two. Well, I wasn't in the mood for it. Mrs. Lacy had better watch her backside, if she knew what was good for her.By nine she was moving throughout the house. I heard the central air kick in, felt the blast of hot air coming from the exhaust. She was inside, probably wearing one of those skimpy nighties she liked to parade before the windows in.. Serena, meanwhile, rolled gracefully off the chair and assumed a downward dog position on the floor, pushing her naked rump in the air toward Ella. Grinning, Ella took a step forward, smacked Serena loudly on the ass, then proceeded to give her a good hard fucking. Serena fell down onto her elbows, then her hands and knees, and finally all the way onto the floor as Ella slammed into her.There may have been a little something extra behind Ella’s treatment of Serena. They were of a similar type,.