What can we do, before I could say anything the friend, jumped up grabbed Lu by the hand and told me, we will be back, hope you don’t mind. Ran into...the maze at the time was the mall that we were at to me, I did my best to chase them, but I had no clue where they went. As the day waned I hung around the spot where both took off from. What felt like hours because it was, Lu came back to our spot giggling and smiling. When I asked where they went and what happened where did the friend go for she. She even had visions, of being the center of a gangbang, of all black men. Everyone calling her names, and violating her always wet pussy.These fantasies always made her dripping wet, and forced her to touch her pussy, every time. All she had to do was imagine herself getting used by a black man, or men, and she could always make herself cum. All she had to do was close her eyes, rub her clit, and fantasize. Fantasizing is fantastic, and somewhat satisfying, but you can only masturbate for so. She left soon, arranging a babysitter for all the 5 days and leaving no responsibility behind her. She decided she was going to enjoy herself and make the best of this chance that she may never get again. How could she? When she was going to Brazil.where men were known for their strength and build.After she reached Rio, she checked into the hotel and rented a car for the day. She asked him to take her to all the beaches in Rio.so the first day was more like sightseeing and deciding which beach. I'd never thought of Joanie THAT way; she was just a kid. OK, she wasn't really a kid anymore; I'd even wondered why Mom had bothered to make me stay and watch her that weekend. Joanie had already baby-sat herself for a couple of families on the block. And her face had lost all of its baby fat; she was obviously going to be a really pretty girl when she got older. Oh, heck, she was pretty now. Her lips were fuller than Betty's, and her brown eyes had this kinda sexy twinkle sometimes... God, I.