The black guy smiled as he found out I was not wearing any panties. His fingers traced along my wet slit and he finally shoved them inside my burning ...unt.I told him to reach that close motel as quick as we could. I needed that cock so badly…The drive there only took five minutes.Once inside the motel room, we both stripped off our clothes.Francis asked me to keep my seamed stockings and stilettos on.I could not take my eyes off that massive dark erection.I laid on my back onto the bed,. His hand brushed up my thigh to rest on my stomach, and he thumbed my clit - I writhed against the sheets in response to his every touch. He was unbelievably sexy. A built-up tingling in my pussy shot up cross my back, and I bit down on my lip as I came, clamping down on his cock, still inside me."Jesus fucking Christ Ali" he groaned, as I pushed my mouth against his shoulder to block my moans, and came violently.For a minute we just rested there, aware as I was that I wanted Dave to cum as. It caught me unawares and I was surprised how nice the sensation was. Then there was another letter in a mag, clearly now I see, aimed at the ladies, about a gay being turned gay after an encounter in a toilet with another man which I read and reread getting very hard to. I didnot see myself as gay or anything but it resonated with me.There used to be a launderette opposite the hall of residence in Hove, Holland House we all used. One day on top of a washing machine was a pair of girls white. Dad stepped closer and reached behind my back for the clasp, before he remembered that my bra fastened in front. He had it off within five seconds.He threw it in the general direction of my mother. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw the cream material land a few feet to Mom's right. As she moved over to pick it, Dad hooked both his thumbs into the hem of my skirt and pulled me towards him, so close that my nipples were rubbing against his shirt. Expertly, Dad undid the hook and whipped it off;.