He said that he had always wanted to fuck a white girl, and I was glad to make that wish come true. He ripped my cloths off as soon as we were in the ...oom. I kicked the door shut while he stripped off his cloths. As soon as I saw his cock I was down on my knees. I slid my tongue up and down its length till it was hard as a rock. It had to be nine inches long and was so thick I did not know if I could get my mouth around it. That was not going to stop me from trying."Mmm, that is a nice cock," I. I squealed louder."Big tits."He whispered then pinched them again almost making me drop the pipe which was held between my fingers like a cigarette.He pinched me again, this time, twisting them gently.I moaned like a dying dog and arched my ass outwards."Milk these fucking knobs"He said, his hand on the back of my neck, feeding me down.After a few more minutes of almost gagging on his cock, I stood up slowly and turned around."Fuck me."I whispered. "Please. Fuck me."As I stuck another piece on. I loved to hear her heart beating and feel the heat of her skin next to mine. We were not lovers. I don't think either one of us even considered it. She wore my clothes and I wore hers. It was like we were parts of the same person only with our own separate personalities. Sometimes we would take care of our special needs like shaving each other's pussies or removing unwanted hair from our bums. It was not sexual in any respect, only taking care of each other.Gregory had been the perfect third. She was also holding me tight and her hands were busy fondling my back under the shirt and also moving over my ass now and then.I held her cheeks in my hands and started to suck her lips one by one. She reciprocated in equal heat and soon we were sucking our lips, tongues exchanging our saliva in the heat of our passion. I gently let the saree fall from her shoulders and moved my lips to her breasts sucking each one through the thin blouse material. She was getting more excited and pressing my.