"He moved his hand from my throat to my hair and gripped so tightly, my eyes started to water."Second: I don't need advice on what you should and shou...d not wear."He slowly forced me off his lap and on to my knees on the concrete floor. "Third: If you can't keep quiet, I've always got something to stuff in your mouth."He kept one hand tangled in my hair while he unzipped his fly. I was practically drooling as he pulled out his cock. I moved my head forward, mouth open.He laughed. "Eager, are. She washolding something behind her back. "I have a surprise for you.",she said slyly. "What is it?", I asked. She brought her handaround from behind her back. She had a pair of yellow panties inher hand. "These are the panties that I wore yesterday." "Andwhat do you expect me to do with them?" "What do you mean? I toldyou last night that I was going to make you wear my panties today." How am I going to do that? I have to go to work." "It's easy youjust hold them out in front of you and step. I'm not sure when it happened, but soon I had my arms around her kissing her neck and face. She was stroking my penis as I did, almost unconsciously, with her head laying back against the hot tub. I began to work my way down to her breasts, taking my time to suck them. She was moaning loudly with her hands on the back of my head. After several minutes, she looked at me and said, "I've never fucked a black man before, but you could be my first! Your dick is gorgeous!"I took her hands and lifted. It was like a drug--he had to stick his dick in their little pussies. He loved to make them suck his dick, he loved goin' down on them, fondling their developing breasts, fingering their hardening nipples. The thought that he was taking away their purity turned him on so much that the more he thought about it, the more his dick felt like it was going to explode.One Saturday night after going out to the bar with his best friend Andrew, he sat in his bed watching a porno, a notebook in his lap.