I sat down next to them on the couch, my cock still in full boner mode. I took Heather by her hair, and guided her mouth to my cock. She leaned over a...d started sucking. Vic grabbed his cock and slid it into her.Heather must have done this a hundred times before. Her body moved like the tide on the beach. Vic held her ass, as I held her head. Her mouth took me deeper, and deeper the longer she rode.Heather’s lips smacked, as she grabbed my cock, stroking it. “You know where I want this,” she. “Uhm actually I - ” I interrupted her. “I didn’t ask you. I said I’m going to call you Roja.” She knew I wasn’t playing. I stood in front of her and caressed her face. Playing with her lips, I slowly penetrated her mouth with my finger; her tongue flickered against it. I pulled her dress up and over her head, leaving her in a sexy black thong and matching bra. Her breath labored, she was already aroused. “Let me see, Roja,” I laughed. “Twirl for me.” “I don’t want to.” She was. Part IDate: 1980 in San FranciscoSan Francisco was a city filled with corruption, hatred and frequent fights and murders took place over minor disputes during the 1980s. Glenn had seen it so many times he wasn’t going to have any nightmares anymore. Blacks killing whites, whites slitting a black man’s throat, turf wars with countless gunshots resulting in deaths. 12- year old Glenn had to see who was walking on the streets before going to school everyday. If there were at least 5 blacks. Being a slave I couldn’t really ask her why.As she sat up on top of me, parted her legs and slammed me into her wet pussy, I moaned, and she smiled again. I watched her soft and smooth boobs jump as she moved on top of me with her head tilted back. It was strange how she climaxed without penetration, just from torturing and controlling me, and then fucked me as my reward.As she moved on top of me and put my hands on her boobs, she told me, “There is a surprise for you the nex day”. I was both.