I looked back at her. I knew she was asking me questions, silently. Questions like ‘what does this mean?’, ‘is she staying forever?’ But at th... same time, I knew that Lynn wouldn’t voice them. She never did. She just looked at me with her eyes, demurely waiting to see what would happen. Waiting to be frowned at or told what to do. So I told her. By doing. Standing in front of her, I took off my cloak and shirt, leaving my naked chest exposed. And I looked down at her with a soft smile. She. She was thee very first married white female as well, and she was the first (and sadly so far only) white female I'd ever fucked in order for her to end up pregnant (which she did, but that I'll maybe go into at a later time).I mean nothing disrespectful towards African women (I've been married to one and had four c***dren with her), but the idea of actually having a chance to fuck a white female---that was always something I know I'd always seen as the ultimate fantasy, and the ultimate. He pushed his hips, making me gag on his cock.But I wanted to feel that massive cock up my wet cunt; so I stopped sucking, begging Jimmy to fuck me from behind.He got behind me until I felt the smooth skin of his cock on my crack.I could not even move away from his strong grabbing. I finally felt Jimmy's cock stretching the opening of my pussy. As he slowly impaled me, I came screaming, flooding his cock with my juices. He began to pump me very slowly, as I rode up and down on his black monster. ? Still the former cheerleader had a hard timebelieving what her dastardly friend, Kelly had done to her while she remainedtrapped, squatting unable to move out of her squat position and with herdelectable ass pooched out in the tight little blackdress from Breakfast At Tiffany?s with her favorite actress Audrey Hepburn,Linda Taylor had chosen to wear as her Halloween Costume. The young lady coed was shockedas she looked at the seat of her white cotton bikini panties and the seat shecould see.