Suddenly, I could feel her hand rubbing my hard cock over my pants. The passion I felt from Kathryn’s fabulous kisses and of course feeling her wond...rful tits, was more than enough inspiration to fuck her. I felt her tugging at my button and zipper. In no time she had my cock out and standing at full attention. It seemed like being free and throbbing in the open, had me gasp in pure pleasure as she began stroking it. ‘Mmmm! That feels good,’ I softly said. All the times that I had wanked off,. It’s such a deep shade of, uh… ebony, so like the night sky. And your blue is magnificent. You didn’t need to color yourself with whole rainbows. Only two paints to work with and you’ve done so much with them. It’s, um, elegant in its simplicity. Besides, your way with words more than makes up for the dull hide that you so foolishly think you have. I bet none of the frogs at the academy could speak the way you do.’ Drop looked up at her, his eyes looking wetter than usual. There was a faint. She was wearing a red and black plaid skirt that showed plenty of her muscular thighs and a white blouse that had only three buttons closed. The pushup bra lifted her cleavage into perfect orbs. She balanced the blue metal foldout chair with fresh paint specks on a single back leg while lazily flipping through the yellow, dog eared pages of ‘On The Road’ by John Kerouac. ‘The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything. Their way of showing that their allegiance is to the police department instead of their fellow black man, whether he’s guilty or innocent. The racist white men and racist white women in America are aided in their cause by what I call the Familiars. The Familiar is that black person who is perfectly comfortable being subservient to white people. He or she loves to submit their will to white authority. They don’t like to see other black people progress or achieve success. They think success is.