Her ash blond hair framed her face and seemed to reflect the sparkle in her eyes. She was more beautiful than I had ever seen her. While the lasagna b...ked, we enjoyed a couple of mojitos and chatted about some early fall events in the area. We realized we wanted to do a couple of the same things and made some tentative plans. The conversation flowed well into and throughout dinner. Both of us occasionally touched the other’s arm or hand as we talked. By the time we had finished the wine, we. She only had one white cock inside her, and it was a dare, it was so disappointing that she swore that she would never get fucked by a white guy. But she was rich and a snob, she kept up the appearance of having white rich boyfriends like Mitch, A junior, like Joelle, that was probably going to Harvard after he graduated. Joelle dreams were to get some rich black cock and marry him- some basketball or football player and ride him hard. She hated the rules of her society, rich white girl had to. I was blindfolded and then laid down on my stomach, I felt someone pushing a cushion under me to raise my butt. “now just relax, enjoy the pleasure, I promise nothing bad will happen and all you have to do to stop everything is say so ok?” “yeah” excitement raced through my body, not even knowing what was to happen. I started to feel hands all over my nakedness, no idea how many people was actually touching me, kissing me. I felt a warm wet tongue run up along my shaven butt crack, as another. No reason for me to drive an extra 5 minutes.”S “No one takes this road anyway they says it’s haunted.”C “O shut up no ghost is going to keep me from getting home on time.”B “What’s that” Fifty feet up the road right as the road curved there were a pair of glowing yellow eyes; all four girls were watching the eyes and not the road so none of them saw the fallen tree in the road until it was too late. Christina slammed the brakes and the wheel locked up but the dirt road didn’t provide any.