Well let's just say she could do with going easy on the burgers. 'What's your name?' I asked her. 'It's Cynthia, ' she replied, accent sufficiently Au...tralian to leave little doubt where she was from. 'Lovely name, ' I said, triggering a blush from her and a kick under the table from Jack. 'Yeah, lovely name, ' he echoed.We introduced ourselves and the three of us got chatting. Cynthia seemed a nice girl and she talked away quite merrily once she'd loosened up. Turned out she was on holiday. Bonnie's dismissal of the person she saw as Ron made Kim feel terrible! She felt the rejection that Ron must undergo every day, the abuse! No wonder he was always trying to come up with these grandiose schemes to gain popularity!She also found anger against that bitch Bonnie welling up within her, which Kim quickly squelched. She also felt something else about Bonnie that she couldn't quite identify.Finally, it came time for the regional Cheerleader competition! Kim feared for Ron as he tried. I am your average athletic, guy who plays sports and works out daily. I have always dated beautiful white girls and the last thing that anyone would think is that I have extreme cravings for a black dick.I really don't know when the cravings got so intense. I can remember searching the internet for porn one day and ran across some interracial videos that got my attention. There is something about the color contrast of a fit white girl taking a huge black dick and loving every second of it that. "Oh, Mrs. Fletcher." She blushed hard and looked away."Wow, why is that so hot?" I asked no one in particular, the strain in my shorts was almost unbearable as I imagined her trying to push that dildo into her ass while frantically fingering her pussy."It's not my fault," she mumbled softly.I tossed the tube back in the drawer and plucked out the vibrator, before walking back to the bed. She covered her breasts with an arm and gave me a wary look."Give me your hands," I ordered calmly."No," she.