Tiffany kept these ideas toherself. In an age of runaway political correctness, nobody seemedinterested in the truth, she'd discovered.Black men, who... both penis size and excellence across the board inathletic competition clearly demonstrated, were the physical superiors ofwhite men were, nevertheless, for the most part, dominated and controlledby them. Such a reality, Tiffany thought, had to be humiliating, as didtheir history of forced servitude. If she could help Clinton and otherBlack. Of course she had, that pussy was too good not to touch. Harry looked down at his cock being enveloped by Ginny?s wonderfully tight pussy, the mere thought, let alone image of Ginny doing this act sends him into orgasm mode.?oh Ginny, oh Ginny, how are you so tight?! Fuck I?m going to cum all in your pussy!? he said loudly, and he did just that. But instead of hearing a voice of approval, he heard a ?STOP Harry!?Ginny then got off of Harry, sweating and he pussy dripping, and told Harry why.?I. She finally got dressed and we walked back to the house, she was very quiet and stunned, before we entered the house she turned and said “your such a filthy a****l but your cock felt so good” kissed me and went in, we didn’t stay much longer as I had melted the ice queens pussy and given it just what it wanted, on the way back we called in to Helen’s, I offered to make a drink and went in the kitchen, Helen followed me “so you fucked Elizabeth, pumped her pussy full of the good stuff” I turned. He gave us a knowing look. This is an old theater where you go upstairs from the lobby. We got upstairs, opened a door and then a few feet further there is a curtain. We went past the curtain which opens up all the way in the back of the balcony. We allowed our eyes to adjust to the darkness. To the left of us is a half wall that abuts the back row. There were some guys standing there, probably playing with each others. We got a couple seats two rows below, There were some guys already.