Jazz said he could spunk about 5 times with a full load in the evening, spunking to order and pleasure. Mostly the black girls rode him, he lifting th...m up and down with their willing big firm asses, sucking their tits. Once all the girls were loaded the official ceremony would be over. Then the officials and elders would choose a girl they fancied and take her for their own for the evening, fancying his own chance to breed her, even though she is already loaded by a stranger. Again the ugly. Ifelt ashamed and confused. And then Dave entered."Get up" he barked as his big manly hands tried to force me up from myshoulders. Dave was a big guy--a football player--and he had thestrength of one. I, on the other hand, had never been good at sports andwas a pipsqueak compared to him. I stumbled onto my feet, crying like the girl I wanted to be but nowknew I wasn't. "What the fuck is wrong with you?" he shouted as Isobbed. "Turn around." I turned around. "What the fuck, you fag?" hesaid as,. His musky, manly smell left me dripping in want for him. I cupped his balls softly in my hand, gently massaging them as they slowly shrank towards his body. His movements grew faster, almost desperate. I knew that he was close. I looked up at him, opening my mouth wide so he could see himself in my willing and wanting mouth. He smiled down at me in this goofy ‘I’m just about to cum’ kinda way. I was surprised when he said, “Such a good fucking girl! Now don’t move.” He pulled his length free. I'd love to hear your comments!Dear DadYou wanted me to write about our first time – or my memories of that first time. I am sure yours are different. I am still not sure what must have possessed you. I remember that was the only time I ever saw you struggle with what you were doing to me – the only time I ever heard remorse in your voice – and the last time you said that you were sorry.I was asleep when you started. I don’t know what time of night it was or how you got there, but I woke to.