We cut the call and I again lay down thinking about my John. The view of his sexy abs, biceps and triceps, rock hard back and masculine chest was flas...ing before my eyes. I closed my eyes and thought about how he licked my ass and the feeling when he gave kisses on my neck and earlobes.When I was thinking about all this, John called me up. I picked up his call and he asked me how I was. I told him that I was good. He asked me if I enjoyed the day before to which I replied in the affirmative. He. You send them some pics taken at the beach. You go for a casting knowing that you will be expected to fuck and suck a stranger you have never met before. The idea excites you in an unexpected way. The casting guy turns out to be about 40 and white, and in casting you have your first white cock. You enjoy that the guy was white and old as your daddy. It makes you feel doubly naughty. The casting goes well, the guy says you will definitely get offers. Afterwards you go to the mall for coffee and. After a few more minutes she was twisting and spasming while her pussy kept grasping my cock. She fell on me and I hugged her before I shifted and rolled.I began to fuck her with long deep thrusts and she lifted her legs, "aaaahhhh!"Her pussy was still constantly squeezing my cock as she struggled and thrashed. I used firm strokes and began to rub and grind. She hugged me tight while cocking her legs back, "yyyeeeessssss!"After a couple of minutes I was fucking her hard and then buried my cock.. .. It’s surprising what you learn and how little things change as you get older. As you grow the simple innocent gestures or incidents suddenly take on new meanings and although at the time things are quite as they seem it takes time to fully understand what is or was going on. Growing up during the early seventies there was a lot of stigma around mixed race relationships even friendships, both my parents especially my mother coming from and continuing in a church orientated lifestyle was so.