"Would you like to touch them now," she asked?My hands darted to her chest and my fingertips started to massage thoseportions of her breasts that were...protruding over the cups of the demibra. "Why don't you unhook my bra, Joanna so you can really feel them."I leaned over to her and unhooked her bra. Her boobs were large andfirm, jutting out proudly. I started to massage them with both hands,paying special attention to her nipples which were at attention. "Theyare beautiful, Wendy. I wish. She got into the car with a big grin on her face. "Why are you so happy?” Nina asked. "No reason," said Patty.After Patty was dropped off at her friends house, she knocked on the door. "I'm coming." And after a few moments Mike answered the door wearing tight cut-off shorts and no shirt showing off his tanned and masculine upper body."Hi" Patty said shyly. "Sherry! Your friend’s here," he said. Sherry was Mike' younger step-sister, she was the same age as Patty, standing about 5'0". He had been watching the white wimps reading the interracial books and renting the same kind of movies. It must really make them jealous to see those black cocks stretching those white pussies. He was thinking they probably go to sleep dreaming it's them instead of the black dude.Ron was 28, single, and enjoyed his freedom. He was only 5' 7", and weighed a muscled 170. He was good looking, but not someone to die for. His big assets were his ready smile, easy going manner, and a cock that could. Neurons and synapses sizzled away, similar to a light bulb filament burning out, leaving behind darkness. Some paths, once disrupted, could never be repaired or traversed again. But this particular investigator did not specialize in darkness, he preferred light. He probed the mind with questions like tiny bolts of lightning, illuminating the memories to be snuffed out. *The investigator’s voice echoed through the loudspeaker mounted in the ceiling of a sterile exam room, metallic, “Participant.