He leaned down and began to kiss her navel, gently flicking his tongue around it. He shivered some more. One of her hands began to stroke his hair as ...nother played with her nipples. Soon Carl had kissed all the way to her panties. He could smell her scent as he drew closer. He reached up and began to pull off her panties. She lifted her feet into the air and slid them down and off one leg, leaving them still on the other. He was delighted to see her nicely trimmed bush. It was so soft and. "I guess we can watch it down here." "Fantastic," said Jack. "You know Jack, you don't sound like a black guy," said David. "What do you mean?" David didn't like the way Jack's eyes had narrowed when he said that. "You're very well spoken and all." "And black men aren't well spoken?" "Well...I mean..." "We're not all from the hood, but forget it and for your information, I'm a graduate of Harvard Business School." David couldn't help being impressed. The black man had more impressive. She tossed her head back and forth and arched her back, thrusting her hips up at my mouth, wanting me deeper in her. As much fun as I was having and as good as she tasted, her pussy wasn't the only frustrated thing in that bedroom; my own cock was anxious to play as well. It was stiff and straining against my jeans as it tried to break out of its confines. So regrettably, I left my place between Brittney's spread legs and stood up. Quickly shedding my jeans and boxers at the same time I moved. “OW!” I said, surprised at the unexpected pain.He turned and slapped my face enough to hurt. “I told you to be silent when I hurt you. Understand?”I quickly cast my eyes down, and said, “Yes, Sir. I apologize.”“You’ll do more than that,” and he grabbed my tit and pulled again.Once in the bedroom, he flicked the covers back, then twirled me around, unclipped my wrists, then pushed me onto the bed. “Crawl into the middle of the bed, and get on your hands and knees. I’m going to fuck you like a.